The bright lights blinded her. They were meant to illuminate
the temptations that surrounded, but they just burned, leaving green and pink
after images when she blinked. This was meant to be a place of pleasure, of
indulgence, but that was not her purpose. She was here to save someone. She
didn’t know who, not yet, but if should find a moment of quiet, it would come
to her. She tucked between two buildings and waited for the sparkling lights
behind her eyes to disappear. Blocking out the cacophony, she made out a single
voice.
“Trafalgar.”
The hunt was on.
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