V4 8 - Part B:

I am limping towards who knows where while shivering from the unusual cold temperature.

It is so cold to the point that I could see my own breath and my feet is going numb to the point that it feels like I am going to have a frost bite.

It feels like I just entered a freezer or something.

Despite the cold temperature, there are a lot of people around the area.

A lot of drunks to be exact and people who look like host and hostess of a club.

Not to mention that the entire area is full of neon hologram signs and gaudy looking buildings.

They don’t seem to care about me and just do whatever they are doing to the point that they don’t even care that I am holding a freaking gun.

Maybe they are too indulged in whatever they are doing to the point that they have their own world.

They are probably not interested in a kid like me anyways.

While I was thinking to myself, a guy bumps into me which almost made me fell.