You wander Arc City, weaving amongst alleyways, surrounded by shadows contrasting the bright, neon colors of light. You find it to be a relaxing sight, and admire the low hum of the never-sleeping city with it's luminous, night environment in peace.

That is, until a magenta flash in the corner of your eye, and a black feather drifting to the floor takes your attention. Then, her voice rang out.

"Don't you think it's dangerous to walk around a city, alone at night?"