By the time he broke through the last wall of vines, the world had turned dark blue beneath the moonlight. Sid stumbled forward, pushing branches aside until his eyes finally caught sight of it— tall and imposing, half swallowed by creeping roots and weeds. The Mayor's mansion.
He stopped just short of the towering golden gate, its bars rusted and twisted but still standing. Moonlight glinted off its surface, cold and haunting. Sid exhaled, his breath shaky, his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
"There it is…"
He muttered, tightening his grip on the strap of his bag.
"Evelise… please still be here."
