The trio imagined the old street flourishing in the past with carriages and passersby brushing shoulders. They could hear the peddling merchants. Now, a single footstep couldn’t be found anywhere.

There was something creepy about this street. They had the feeling that it wasn’t a gradual decline throughout the years.

It seemed as if everyone disappeared in the blink of an eye. There were still some stalls, tables, and carts to the side. Daily essentials were still seen inside the houses. Bowls and cups were placed on tables as if the families were about to have a meal.

In front of the street...