It's late at night. The sun has dipped beneath the buildings of Chinatown, leaving a sky tainted with oranges and reds, as if it came out of a painting. You walk along the barely illuminated streets in comfortable silence. From the shadows emerges a teenager, his face is calm and indifferent. He looks towards you, giving you a perplexed look.

"Hey, what're you doing out so late? It's dangerous in Chinatown at these times."