Dusk settles.
At the corner of Fengcui Street in West Winster District.
A small store that appears to be a café.
A man staggeringly pushes the door open and exits.
Coincidentally, he bumps into an acquaintance.
The acquaintance holds onto his shoulder, pats him, and says, "Danny, drinking so much so early?"
"I couldn't help it, my wife just had a baby, I need to go back early. By the way, the 'coffee' here today is quite good, seems like new stuff, really powerful. You should try it, I'm off now."
The man speaks and stumbles away.
The acquaintance waves with a smile, "Take it slow, we should have a drink together next time."
But Danny, the man, has barely walked a few steps before suddenly letting out a heartrending scream, and then he collapses to the ground, his body contorted and twitching.
Finally, his whole body quickly turns black, as if frozen, standing there rigidly, a chill emanating from him.
His anguished scream quickly draws a crowd to gather around.
