Just as Tryst was about to lean his upper body out of the window and seemed on the verge of losing his balance, tumbling from the second floor,
the woman glanced over in this direction, causing Tryst's movements to freeze.
He came to his senses and realized that half of his body was already hanging out of the window, teetering on the edge of falling.
When he turned his head back to look at the street, the woman had vanished without a trace.
The barking of dogs and the meowing of cats echoed through the streets of the Abandoned Capital, where a faint mist veiled the smokestacks of factories, and those greyish plumes of smoke formed the clouds of the Abandoned Capital, obscuring the starry sky.
"Liz's cohabitant is the murderer, all of this can be explained now,"
Tryst felt that he was beginning to understand everything.
