The silence itself was unsettling, broken only by the occasional rustle of debris kicked by Sebastian or naturally falling from the buildings around.
The air felt heavy, not only because the wind had trouble passing through here, and reach the alleys, which made the air itself musty, but since Sebastian was on high alert, given how likely fangeds could hide around, it laden with a sense of dread, as if the buildings themselves were watching and waiting.
Of course, that made Sebastian enthusiastic. He loved those kinds of situations the most.
"Okay, so these buildings are totally giving me the creeps. I swear they're plotting something, probably a flash mob or something equally terrifying."
Sebastian couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, that something unseen was lurking just out of sight, hidden within the cruel darkness. And that…
