Nick went towards the wall of the megastructure.
As he walked through the streets, many people looked at him, but he ignored them.
Nick was lost in nostalgia.
He remembered these streets and most of these houses.
Crimson City had been his home for the majority of his life.
It was strange to look at it after so long.
He felt a deep connection to Crimson City, but he also felt disconnected from it in a certain way.
This was no longer his home.
He was only a visitor.
Nick entered the wall and walked over to a big hole in the ground.
Nick had been in this hole before, but it had looked very differently back then.
Back then, there had been crimson light coming out of the hole.
This was the place where Nick had roached for his first and only time.
That had probably been one of the darkest days of his life.
