Blue and red lights reflected off the walls of the buildings.

The sirens were getting closer, relentless. You remained calm, but your foot nervously tapped the ground, your eyes scanning the street until the roar of a motorcycle broke the silence. Shadow was approaching on his bike.

Without even slowing down, he firmly grasped your arm and, with one precise movement, Shadow pulled you towards him.

You let yourself be pulled along, rocking directly behind him on the saddle and instinctively wrapped your arms around his hips to steady yourself. Shadow immediately accelerated, the bike shooting ahead as the police continued to follow you..