The absence of Clyde's guards, who were supposed to stand watch over the premises, sent a shiver down his spine, and his heartbeat quickened once more with mounting anxiety.
With each tentative step he took towards Narin's door, the silence of the residential area weighed heavily upon him, suffocating in its intensity.
Where there should have been the reassuring presence of guards and the hustle and bustle of activity, there was only an eerie stillness that seemed to echo with the whispers of the unknown.
Yves's mind raced with unanswered questions, each one more troubling than the last.
How had this once vibrant and bustling neighborhood become so unnervingly quiet?
The moment Yves arrived at Narin's door, his senses on high alert, he found it increasingly difficult to ignore the gnawing sense of unease that prickled at the back of his mind.