End of the road
The night was cloaked in a tapestry of darkness, the moon's feeble light struggling to pierce the thick blanket of clouds that shrouded the city. Rain, like a mournful lament, cascaded from the heavens, splattering the cobblestone streets and washing away the sins of the city. In this labyrinth of shadows and secrets, a man stumbled through the alleyways, his ragged breath intermingling with the steady rhythm of his pounding heart.