PRETTY DEVILS
"Oh, same here. I guess we will board a cab home then, but I am not seeing any moving vehicles. Maybe if we move forward, we will see one."
As they strolled along the desolate road, the only sound being the soft crunch of gravel beneath their feet, Eden's gaze swept the horizon. His supernatural eyesight, acute and piercing, scanned the darkness for any sign of approaching vehicles. His ears, attuned to the faintest whispers, strained to detect the distant hum of engines. But there was nothing – only an oppressive silence that seemed to weigh upon his shoulders.
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