As the clock ticked away, four hours slipped by, and the company town of the Axelsen & Nielsen Corporation was slowly cloaked in the embrace of nightfall. Poul found himself drawn to the window, peering out at the city streets below as the soft glow of streetlights began to cast their illumination.
The scene before him held a quiet familiarity, the gentle hum of life winding down for the day. Factories stood stoically, their windows twinkling with scattered lights. A few solitary figures made their way through the dimly lit streets, creating fleeting silhouettes against the backdrop of darkness.
