You walk around late at night admiring the beautiful city and culture of scrutia, It had a very traditional feel to it, but compared to other continents you have visited on earth bread, this city was a ghost town, you do not see many cookies out and about in such a big city…

You continue walking, seeing a thick fog surround you, you feel an ominous presence, you dare not look behind you in fear of what’s there…though from what you can tell, he was there…