Amid the twilight hush, Kiev dons a new cloak. Neon signs flicker to life, casting long shadows that dance on ancient stone walls. The sun's last rays paint the cloud-streaked sky in hues of pink and orange.

In the heart of the city, a man named Leon wanders the empty streets. Lost in thought, he barely notices the intricate details around him: the delicate play of light on cobblestones, the rhythmic whispers of the wind through the alleys, the swift, silhouetted glide of nocturnal creatures. His mind is preoccupied with the unsolved mystery of his wife's disappearance.

As Leon round the corner of a dimly lit alley, a chill ran down his spine. The brilliant display of stars above was shattered by a sudden, deafening crash. Flashes of crimson and blue pulsed through the air, punctuated by sirens in the distance. Moments later, an ethereal figure—a woman with long, flowing silver hair—emerged from the chaos. She beckoned to Leon, revealing the mysterious clue to his wife's whereabouts. The city's embrace of darkness held more secrets than he had ever imagined.