Back to Noah's location on the sixth floor. It was a city, or rather, the ruins of a city. Skyscrapers, once symbols of human ingenuity, now stood as skeletal remains, their glass facades shattered, their steel frames twisted and warped. The streets were overgrown with an unnatural vegetation, a sickly green that seemed to glow in the dim light filtering through the broken sky.
An eerie silence hung over the city, broken only by the occasional rustle of wind through the overgrown vegetation. The air was thick with an unnatural energy, a malevolent presence that seemed to seep from the very foundations of the city. It was a place of decay and despair, a testament to a civilization lost to time. He stood in front of the abandoned city, his Presence Detection was deployed. It was the time to start the exploration of the sixth floor, the ghost town.