She walked slowly, deliberately stepping on the diamond-shaped tiles on the ground, counting them one by one.
"One, two, three, four..."
She kept counting until she was confused and chuckled to herself, giving up on counting further.
The sky was pitch black, the night had already fallen. At this time of night, there were many people, and many vehicles on the road as well, coming and going.
At the entrance of the complex, Jasmine Yale flagged down a taxi.
"Ma'am, where are you headed?" the driver asked.
Jasmine Yale clutched her bag, hesitating. She still hadn't decided where to go.
"Ma'am, where are you headed?" the driver, thinking she hadn't heard, raised his voice and asked again.
"To the shopping mall in the city center, MC Plaza."
"Alright."
The car started moving, and Jasmine Yale closed the window.
It was warm inside the car, but a bit stuffy. Perhaps it was too stuffy, her breathing was somewhat uneasy.
