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It was late at night when Daniel arrived at the bus stop. The street was almost empty. Most of the buildings around him were dark, their windows quiet and still. A cold wind moved slowly down the street, pushing a few dry leaves across the pavement. Daniel pulled his jacket a little closer and …

It was late at night when Daniel arrived at the bus stop. The street was almost empty. Most of the buildings around him were dark, their windows quiet and still. A cold wind moved slowly down the street, pushing a few dry leaves across the pavement. Daniel pulled his jacket a little closer and checked the time on his phone. 11:58 PM. The last bus usually came at midnight. He was tired. It had been a long day, and all he wanted was to get home. The city felt different this late at night.