Part 2
On the quiet streets of NEO New York City, a middle-aged man was walking, holding a gray metal briefcase. He was wearing a black business suit with a white button-down shirt.
To the outside world, he looked like a father who just got off work.
There was nothing that was too special or that would make the man stand out if he wasn't there.
House by house, he was walking past houses with no end in sight.
"It should be close somewhere around here," the man said in an exhausted tone.
As he was walking down the street, he saw it.
BOOM!!
He heard a faint noise.
The man raised his head.
Something had fallen out of the sky and landed on the second-floor balcony of a two-story house down the street.
There," the man said as he began walking to the house. "There is where I'll put an end to this long nightmare.