It was almost sundown, the heavy shadows cast upon the colorful and ancient buildings slowly descending into darkness with each passing minute. Few people were walking by on the main street, cutting through the dilapidated buildings, but there was more of a passerby going to and fro from one place to another.
It was the old district of Paris, mainly inhabited by unfinished projects and old factories like sugar and rubber factories from the past. With the Industrial Revolution, most of these businesses were moved overseas due to cheap labor.
Samuel was walking nonchalantly toward his destination; he could feel everything, even the movement of small insects. His mind was working overtime, crunching through the data that he was gathering due to his abilities.
