The full moon shone in its full glory over the city, exerting it’s rays far and wide. Yet for all it’s exertion, it did not compare to the city lights that illuminated the streets. So much so that the inhabitants of the city did not so much as glance at the round orb that hung in the sky. This was assuming they could even see it from their vantage point in the streets of the city. The moon had to compete with numerous street signs on every corner and not to mention the buildings upon buildings which dared to block it’s rays. 

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Despite this fierce and never ending competition it was a quiet night. The constant flow of traffic that never seemed to cease seemed to have long since become part of that quiet, whether it was the motors of the various vehicles or the foot traffic along the sidewalks and crosswalks. It’s ebb and flow had thinned since it was the dead of night but still it wasn’t by any means less potent. 

And yet a lone window on the 4th floor, in the not good, but not bad either, part of town watched with bated breath as a gun was pointed to a young woman’s head….