Seeking out every available recess, he slipped silently between the dark cracks of the metropolis, melting effortlessly between the shadows unseen. He was no stranger to the shadows, which had become his allies over the years; he found the relative safety of their dark embrace comforting. Regrettably, his route took him through the metropolis’ derelict former business district. The entire area had become home to the Shadow class, who illegally moved in after big business moved out. He knew the area well, having lived amongst its shanty dwellings himself for two years in the wake of his government-run – and, more often, charity funded – children’s homes. Ordinarily the abandoned business district was a welcome sight, though now it was one of foreboding. The once teeming hive of illegally oc
