Jury notices the cafe is slightly off. She doesn’t remember the cafe being this strange. Especially the thick mist that surrounds the area. She swallows her saliva as her eyes glance at the barista who works at the counter. Anthony seems to be oblivious to Jury's worries, but her worries are piling up the more she senses their gaze upon her. She just wants to go away from that place, exiting the strange place she’s in right away. Anthony tries to distract her attention from her worries, asking her several questions about work. Jury doesn’t want to think about the handsome men that loiter around the cafe, Anthony’s presence eases her worries. “You’ve been on the edge of your seat, is there something wrong?” as expected of Anthony, the man realizes her worries. “Jury, you’re acting strange

