The capital was shrouded in darkness as night fell. The rare rays of light coming from the moon shone down on it, basking some parts in little light that people could use to navigate themselves when walking through the almost empty streets of the capital.
People were asleep, most worrying about what they were going to do tomorrow when going to work, some worried about how they would put food on the table, and some had nice dreams, enjoying the well-deserved rest they were getting on their bed.
Unbeknownst to them, shadows were moving.
Hidden figures darted across the capital, busy with what they had been ordered to do.
Some could be seen placing letters under doors, some were busy kidnapping some people, even murdering some, which was not a rare occurrence in the capital any longer.
