Chapter 41: Shadows

December 16, 2:51 PM. A street in Berlin.

A street vendor was selling bread, however, there haven't been costumers. "Recently baked bread! Half the price, just today!" The passersby spared a glance at him and the breads, and one out of three bought some.

When he ran out of breads, he tidy up the fabric he used to expose his products. A man that had bought breads from him saw him leaving. He remembered the quality of the bread, so approached him. "Hey, baker. You'll come back tomorrow with more bread?" The vendor smiled and replied. "Same place, same price. See you tomorrow!" They both laughed and shook hands.