Agatha walked along the cold, deserted streets, where the familiar sights of the City-State now seemed suffused with a silent, eerie atmosphere. Among the shadows of the surrounding buildings and behind the tightly shut doors and windows, it seemed as if pairs of prying eyes were hidden everywhere.
She was searching for an exit from this "alien domain," or for the culprit responsible for her being trapped here.
Every discordant spot could potentially be a rift overlapping with the real world, yet so far, she had not found such a fissure in the mysterious "Frost City-State."
The only thing she was certain of was that she had touched the everlasting shadow enveloping the City-State—whether by accident or deliberately orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, she had successfully crossed the "barrier" that had always obscured her vision.