It was a dark and moody night in the city of midnight, the kind of night where shadows seemed to come alive and the only light illuminating the streets came from the neon signs of the various businesses and clubs.

The city was teeming with the sounds of the night: distant car alarms, faint music from the clubs, and the occasional scream or shout.

As you walked through the city, you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched, but from where...?