His pace was brisk. Cold, mean eyes scanning the familiar environment before him, seeking irregularities in the long shadows of the dawning sun. Yet not a creature stirred nor a person was in sight, in this once bustling city. This was evident to the increase in rumours concerning the epidemic’s after effects, he presumed. His muffled breath escaped the white respirator mask covering his mouth into the chilling morning breeze, and his slim, dark suit allowed him to slip away unnoticed into the shady side street where his destination lay. He allowed a final chill to sweep over him before entering the heated, stuffy building and heard the regular bell chime as he swung the door open. Nothing unusual.
