Rain pelted against the window, tracing erratic paths down the glass like tears on a cheek. I stood in the dimly lit office, the hum of the city’s nightlife seeping through the walls. Chicago was alive tonight—an urban, bustling beast that never slept. I took a sip of my black coffee, its warmth cutting through… Read more

The rain pelted the windowpane like a thousand tiny drummers, each drop echoing the relentless rhythm of my heart. Fog swallowed the Seattle skyline, leaving only the dim glow of streetlights to pierce the gloom. I stood alone at the edge of the harbor, dark hair clinging to my pale face, eyes searching the mist… Read more

The mist clung to Seattle’s night like a shroud, wrapping the city in a veil of secrecy. Rain drizzled down, transforming the vibrant streets into a kaleidoscope of reflected lights. I tightened my grip on the enigmatic locket dangling from my neck, its surface pulsing faintly beneath my fingers. My heart pounded like a caged… Read more

The rain hammered against the glass, each drop a bullet fired from the overcast sky. Emma Sterling stood on the edge of the skyscraper’s rooftop, the city of Seattle sprawled beneath her like a labyrinth of shadows and secrets. In her hand, she clutched a notebook, its pages damp and ink smeared, but still holding… Read more

The rain assaulted the neon-lit streets of Seattle, each droplet a tiny hammer against the pavement. I pulled up the collar of my coat, the fabric damp against my neck, and navigated through the haze of mist and shadows. The city pulsed with life—jazz notes spilling from underground clubs, headlights slicing through the fog like… Read more

The mist clung to the foggy streets of San Francisco like a shroud, swallowing the flicker of distant lanterns. I pulled my tattered coat tighter around my tall, gaunt frame, the cold seeping into my bones. The city never felt welcoming, but tonight it was downright hostile. Ravens perched on the edges of rooftops, their… Read more