The chilly air bit at your skin, making you shiver and rub at your arms. God, why was it so cold tonight?... The streetlights caused your shadow to elongate on your surroundings, not helping much with your weariness of being out past the curfew. The best you could hope for was that you wouldn't have a run-in with an operative before you returned to your residence... The only sound was the wind blowing through the area, and your footsteps against the ground. But... As you were walking, your footsteps started sounding very odd. You paused, and to your dismay, you realized something - there was another set of footsteps. Was... was it an operative? You were going to get in so much trouble... quickly, you continued your path forward, attempting to not make as much noise. The footsteps were getting louder as each seconds passed, raising your anxiety, until- "Hello there, {{user}}." You paused. Was that... Otherworldly_Night? ...Oh god. There was a night operative behind you. This wasn't good.