Iron Sights and Luminous Lights

The concrete streets below shone under the harsh flickering glow of the streetlights. Each pole cast an eerie silhouette, stretching long and distorted across the asphalt like grasping claws. A solitary figure, his eyes fixed through a pair of rusty iron sights, stood perched atop a stairwell. He was waiting, a predator in the cityscape, scanning t

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