Stepping down from the bus, a girl in her late twenties clad in loose-fitting blouse and skirt reaching down to her ankles hurried down the pavement in a rushing manner. Looking anxiously at her wrist-watch once every two seconds, she mumbled a string of unintelligible protests against the racing time as she made her way along the deserted sidewalk.

The gate was securely locked, just as he demanded. Coming before it, his lips curved into smile of satisfaction at a job nicely carried out. Then, tilting his shades a little as he gazed up to behold the plain-looking, single-storey building, his thoughts sped to mentally calculate its gross and net worth. Less than a minute passed when he deemed that plans ought to be meticulously reviewed before any serious action could be taken. All just because, as though a clinging sixth-sense crept up to pause his fiesty impulse, he has a nasty feeling that things would take a while to be shifted in their right and proper place. He shook his head and rubbed his temple under the scorching summer's sun. Setting aside all lingering uncertainties, he simply took out a key to open up the dusty gate and paced inside.

From a distance, the gasping girl finally could be seen approaching. Trying to catch her weary breath, Rainie did her last best and scampered in the least cool way of a girl her age and plunged towards the gate. A futile attempt, as it forced back on her light body with an even stronger intensity. She fell backwards and landed miserably on the burning concrete ground. Her pair of thin, pale hands ended up with bright, red scratches. She moaned tearlessly. Questioning why the gate wouldn't budge, she gradually realised that the immediate surroundings were emptied of people. Much confusion and curiosity burdened her blank mind. She struggled on her feet again to find out what has placed her world on a dizzy wave this weird morning...