The city was cloaked in shadows, the towering buildings casting long, jagged lines across the streets. The stars above, once bright and reassuring, seemed dimmer tonight. Their light barely pierced the darkness, and I couldn't help but feel like they mirrored something deep inside me. A part of me that was growing colder, darker.

As I watched the members of the Astral Express Crew solve every problem, I grew more annoyed. Why would they not fail?