Wei Chen followed an old red pickup truck through the busy streets of New York.
The pickup truck was an old friend of his father's. He remembered riding in it during his childhood.
The old pickup truck carried both his father and mother as they headed toward the city center.
Wei Chen and his parents endured the traffic jam together, though he watched from a nearby rooftop while reminiscing about his old life.
The truck passed through several city blocks before heading straight toward a hospital.
Then, the pickup truck turned and entered the hospital parking lot.
Huh? Is someone sick?
Wei Chen wondered as he leaped from rooftop to rooftop, using his concealing technique to follow the truck.
With his body concealed and his presence erased from the memories of the people around him, Wei Chen quickly descended into a dark alley nearby. He then blended into the crowd and followed his parents into the hospital.
