Chapter 88: Red Jelly
The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden hue across the sky, signaling the end of the day. It looked as though it would fully set in the next few hours. Jafar and Alan arrived near Ravis Street. They reached the location exactly at six, as instructed by Cid. Sere wasn't with them—she had another commitment to attend to, leaving Alan and Jafar to follow up on the lead Cid had provided.
They looked around the area intensely, expecting to find something—anything—out of place. Yet Ravis Street, in its fading twilight, seemed quiet and ordinary. It was just another neighborhood on the surface. People ambled along the sidewalks, some heading home from work, others out for an evening stroll. The odd vehicle passed by leisurely, their tires humming softly against the pavement.
The street featured a mix of small high-rise buildings and tightly packed houses, leaving little room for space between them. Everything appeared well-maintained, from the fresh paint on the homes to the neatly trimmed patches of greenery. The sidewalks were remarkably free of litter, adding to the overall sense of order and care. It was the kind of neighborhood that exuded quiet charm—a peaceful, unassuming place where nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Alan: “Are you sure this is the place?”
Jafar: “He said between Forro Lane and Tevis Avenue.”
Alan: “It just looks like an average neighborhood.”
Jafar: “What did you expect?”
Alan: “I don’t know. Something odd or out of place. Guess we should start asking around if anyone has seen anything strange.”
Jafar: “Are you sure we should be looking at this by ourselves? Shouldn’t we get Rell or Joe to help us?”