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I could barely eat a thing. I paced the room, sat, tried to sleep and quickly realized sleep was far beyond my reach. I couldn't stop worrying about Milani. About WhiSare and Down Hills.

My room was large and it faced the city center where the mall was located. There was a movie opening so a large crowd had formed outside the cinema. From my point of view in front of the window, everything looked lively. Yet, everyone knows something is wrong with the city.

I learned from the in-house room service girl a curfew had been set in place. No night movement was allowed and the city came to live at 8 in the morning, not earlier. She wouldn't tell me anything more than that because I was a stranger. Little did she know that I knew a lot more than she could ever imagine. The night curfew was a very smart decision. Daemons are known to move around at night, that should prevent more people from being turned into undeads. But tourists, stubborn tourists would be stubborn enough not to keep to t