Rock Interchange Station Foundation Layer.
Silently leading the way, Lanci held a cufflink in his hand, the other end of which was tightly locked on a woman's slender wrist.
They passed through the secluded stairway corridor, the metallic part of the handcuffs occasionally colliding to make a clear sound, rhythmically offset by their steps.
At the end of the corridor was a slope leading to the sunlit platform layer.
Lanci slightly squinted his eyes, while Sikder beside him drooped her head, making it hard to see her current expression.
Shafts of natural light threw down from the glass canopy of the platform, like golden coins scattered on the ground, occasionally stepped on by the two.
At this time, the passengers waiting on the platform were sparse, either sitting on the bench a little uneasy, or standing on the edge of the platform, looking in the direction of the rail track.
