Between the setting sun and the rolling fog, Penelope couldn’t help feeling like there was an ominous overtone about the evening. At the very least, she felt safer with Jason beside her. It helped that he pressed his warm hand against the small of her back, reminding him silently about his nearby vicinity and his promise to protect her.<br/><br/>His comment about the creepiness factor of their surroundings made Penelope chuckle nervously, somehow finding comfort in the fact that he felt the same as she did. It meant that she wasn’t overreacting or being overly sensitive.<br/><br/>Penelope pulled up her map as they walked, her pace slowing a bit, but she wanted to keep moving, rather than stay planted in one spot. Of course, they couldn’t be killed in the city limits, which helped her to feel safe to a certain extent. However, they knew that they could be attacked, and that black shrouded figure who sliced at them could still be lurking around.<br/><br/>“Here we are,” she pointed to a spot on her holographic map. “And here is the guard tower. So, maybe someone will be there patrolling, who we can talk to about the laws.” She shrugged and drew a line from their current spot to the guard tower, which would take them down another street into the heart of the city. After closing her map down, she led Jason along.<br/><br/>Within a couple of minutes, they arrived at the guard tower, which was exactly as it sounded, an extremely tall tower. The entry point was gated and as they stepped up to the fence that resembled fences surrounding prisons in America, Penelope noticed that a guard seemed to appear from the fog, dressed head to toe in black armor, complete with a helmet that entirely shielded his face.<br/><br/>“What is your purpose here?” He asked in a muffled, deep voice. Penelope blinked and took a second or two to remember their reason for being there. “Oh, um, we were just wondering if we could review the city laws, somewhere? We want to make sure we’re abiding by them.”