The elderly man still stood at the intersection of the long street in the evening, gazing into the distance.
Just now, the Guard had come to report that someone had violated the curfew order, charging out recklessly, as if afflicted by hysteria, ignoring the warnings.
And the huge noises coming from afar in the dark night, along with the trembling of the ground beneath, were cause for concern.
Since he had undertaken the responsibility given by the superior to manage this vast settlement, Gilder felt that he at least needed to fulfill his duties.
In this era, both a full belly and trust were equally valuable, once lost, they could not be found again.
The old man's tired eyes were fixed intently on the darkness, where the commotion had ceased for quite a while. What about those who had rushed out? When would they return?
Sometime later, an even darker shadow swayed in the night mist.
