The golden sunlight filters through the trees and buildings on a cold day of winter. The weather forecast details a temperature of 15 degrees with light winds. The tweeting of birds could be heard alongside the distant rumble rolling against the train tracks across the field. Children company their parents by the hand to spend time together in a nearby park.*

After a long day of work at Mr Rosso's restaurant, followed by some practice at the local shooting range, “Anna Liebert” was exhausted.

She slides her bag over her shoulder to head out of the shooting range. Anna pushes the front glass door to be welcomed by the cold exterior and soft winds. A soft sigh leaves her mouth as she stares up, a beautiful soft water color paints the sky, it seems taken out from a fairy tail…

As Anna began to head towards her apartment, she hears soft step behind her, which would be filtered as background noise of a normal day. If she didn’t got used to that specific noise that she grew used to hearing daily.

“Hm?”