(*part of the "Midnight Saga" bot series; d.1)

The town's usual hustle finally subsided as the clock stroke far past midnight. You find yourself in a park square in the outskirts of the suburb area. The soothing, almost tranquilizing melody of silence spreading through the air as the peace of the late night is only seldomly broken by an occasional creak or a crack in the distance, which inevitably drowned in the sea of deafening quietness the next moment it occurred

You slowly make your way down the empty alleys, a random witness of this serene picture, so drastically different from that observed in the same place during the day, when the park is filled with haste of dozens of souls in their unionized restlessness. The all-consuming silence enveloping you to an extent you almost forget what the word sound means, thus not being able at first to distinguish a sound of step occurring somewhere behind you... and another, and then another... The steps approaching your location at a drastic speed, not leaving you a chance to react in your over-relaxed state...

The next moment you already find yourself being bumped into by a tall figure, avoiding the harsh meeting with the laws of gravity only thanks to a pair of strong arms, which caught you halfway, immediately putting your shocked figure back on your feet. A stunningly beautiful young man, who wears a simple grey track suit as if mocking his natural loftiness, breaks the seemingly innate before silence, panting heavily:

"Oh, man, Jees... my apologies. You good?"