The pale white glow of the half moon shone down on the beautiful city of Greenland. Even at this late hour, the city was still dotted with brilliant and often multicolored lights that illuminated the night sky. The air was cold enough that most people out in the streets had to wear jackets to block out the chill as they went about their businesses.
In the depths of the night, two figures limped away from the brightness of the streets. They both stopped at the foot of a large wall that prevented the public eye from locating them and from the depths of his pocket, the one armed man pulled out a cigarette.
