"Welcome to Gracie Clinic!" A voice from the shadows startled Ample Time, almost causing him to draw his gun.0

Upon closer inspection, the speaker was a mannequin in the display window.0

It had an ordinary face, with 2 red stones for eyes and a mouth covered with pieces of wood, resembling an aged puppet hidden in a dark, damp corner.0

Dori, standing nearby, chuckled, "You're not the first person to be scared."0

Ample Time pulled his hand out of his pocket, looking embarrassed. "… Didn't the owner of this clinic consider that having such a sign would scare away customers?"0

"Generally speaking, his clients don't mind a bit of a scare..."0

Patting his shoulder, Dori walked ahead. "Follow me."0

This inconspicuous alley, located on the western edge of Boulder Town, was far from the bustling streets and somewhat close to the industrial area.0

The factory emissions made the air here...0