Kaidren sat motionless in the light green chair, its back slightly reclined to support his relaxed posture, yet there was nothing relaxed about the air around him. His sharp black eyes remained trained on the open automatic doors of the Dimerian Store. The sliding doors stood frozen in an open stance, like a mouth yawning into the shadowy street beyond. Not a single figure could be seen, no steps approached, no voices followed. The only thing spilling in through that opening was the chilling silence of the night.
And it had been like that for minutes now.
The faint white glow from the store's fluorescent lighting cast a dull shine against the door's sensor panel, making the sight feel all the more surreal. For a place meant to be alive with passing customers, the absence of motion felt wrong. Unnatural.
Kaidren didn't move.
Not out of fear.
