The sun shone bright in the sky, and the street was filled with average and old-looking buildings; the road wasn’t completely tiled and had potholes and bumps.

The car sleekly rolled to a stop in front of a high-rise rental apartment. The apartment has dirty and old paint, and the building looks old itself as if it has been standing for years.

 Valencia familiarly walked into the apartment and maneuvered her way around. She paused in front of the dark stairs, and ...