Beginning of Urban Mystic

You don't perceive anything dangerous, no trap, magic or otherwise. The feeling you get is an event occurred that pushed the people to the front, something rather unpleasant. You also notice a faint odor in the air as though someone had been sick recently. Then you notice in a trash receptical that there is a white paper bag that typically is used to carry fast food. You a greenish yellow hue beginning to permeate through thebag from the bottom to top. Someone had been carsick at the back of the bus, managed to collect it in the bag, but the collective experience of watch someone retching on public transit coupled with the faint scent of the garbage was too much for a majority of the crowd. The seat seems perfectly fine.

While on the way to the Wide Awake Nukux notices graffiti that stands out against the Projects' typical street art. In a deep blood red, you notice clocks, hourglasses, sundials, phrases like "it's about time," "tick-tock," and "It's getting late"