The night was freezing, and every step I took seemed to echo in the oppressive silence that surrounded me. The air was heavy, laden with a humidity that seeped into my torn clothes and clung to my skin. My legs wobbled under the weight of fatigue, and every muscle in my body screamed for me to stop, to let myself fall onto the side of this deserted road. But something pushed me to keep going. An instinctive, almost visceral force. Leo. That name echoed in my head like a distant refrain. I no longer knew where I was going, nor why I was walking, but that name... it was all I had left.