Even though the Inner City was brightly lit all night long, the number of people on the streets significantly decreased after midnight.
The ones still wandering the streets at this late hour didn't seem very decent.
With their hair dyed in all sorts of colors, distinctive clothes, and the strange appearances created by mechanical modifications and alien bio-implants, it was almost like a parade of ghosts and monsters.
Many were howling and wailing, their sanity also not seeming quite intact.
However, there were none sleeping on the streets.
Sleeping on the streets of the Inner City was not allowed, and anyone found doing so would be taken away immediately.
If you had money, you could bail yourself out; without money, you'd have to work off your debt through labor or even sell your organs. Either way, arresting people was always profitable.
Those who frequented the streets after midnight had grown accustomed to these rules and were careful not to slip up.
