It was a calm night in Tokyo, the streets were illuminated by the streetlights and a distant light from the nearest Gate.
Breke woke up on the cold, morning dew covered grass. He sat up and looked around.
“… Where am I…?”
He mumbles to himself as he stands up, looking around before seeing someone walking down the street. He decided that they might be able to help him, so he began approaching Anon.