The sky was already quite dim by the time they got off the train. Thick, layered clouds covered the sky, but the sun found a hole to peek through. Still, it was around five in the afternoon, and dusk was fast approaching.0

Cassius’s shoes tapped on the square platform as he walked. Nearby, two people wearing similar clothing glanced over in his direction from under the metal roof. Cassius glanced up at the gloomy sky before joining them. 0

Just as he was about to speak, a young man staggered out of the train car behind him. The youth had dark circles under his eyes. He looked as if he were about to collapse. The young man gripped the doorframe for support as he stepped down, almost tripping on the mere five-centimeter gap. Behind him, white steam continued to puff from the yellow train engine.0

Lawrence took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling the discomfort in his body ease slightly. His foggy state of mind cleared up a bit as well. He exhaled as he scanned the empty platform. Then his eyes met those of the three people on the left, and he froze.0

Lawrence’s already tired face visibly paled. He took a sharp breath and quickly started jogging away. Suddenly, a train conductor in a blue and white striped uniform stepped out of the train car behind him, shouting, "Who left behind a large black suitcase?"0

Lawrence stumbled. His face turned red and white in embarrassment as he avoided...0