The docks' eerie silence enveloped Matt and David as they stepped away from the containers. David's gaze darted between the rows of steel giants, his senses heightened.
The creaking of rusty hinges and distant lapping of waves against the hulls created an unsettling melody. Shadows danced across the concrete, like dark specters lurking just out of sight.
David's instincts hummed, alert to the presence of unseen observers, but none revealed themselves...yet.
David followed Matt deeper into the labyrinth of shipping containers, each one casting long, distorted shadows under the flickering streetlights.
The air was thick with the smell of rust and saltwater, and an unsettling quiet had settled over the docks.
David could feel the tension radiating from Matt, his anxious glances over his shoulder not going unnoticed.
