Time Moves On
Night - 1
After a day of work, night has taken the city of Andorre. You stand at the windows, looking outside. Red lanterns illuminate the streets, while the low hum of distant chatter echoes. The workday is over, and you could do just about anything at this point. Except you can't for some reason. The guards are standing... guard outside, and they seem to have enforced a quarantine on the area for whatever reason.
Shame. But it is what it is. Hopefully this'll change as a couple of days pass.
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