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Arriving before his apartment home, Amon gazed at it silently.
It was close to morning now, with no one roaming the streets.
The fading moonlight parted through the gaps of the wispy white clouds, embracing the land below with its light.
Usually, even though it would be this late into the night, most people would still be roaming in the streets and such.
However, before the event in the morning, most of the people were observing the day in silence, as a form of gift and remembrance to the people.
To honor their souls.
Amon stood alone on the elevated metal corridor, the cold seeping through his clothes but he remained unaffected.
He let out a sharp exhale as he finally arrived before his door, halting his steps.
He was finally home, after 4 days of his disappearance.
For a moment, his gaze drifted to his right, where the apartment of Elizabeth and Alice was situated right next to them.