Tuesday arrived yet again in the bustling city of Jogja. A day not very different from that of the rest of the week. That day, Shadow decided to step away from her usual route. Silence was a peace Shadow rarely found as the endless hum of machinery filled the city even through the night. But as Shadow stepped into the empty overpass connecting the great mall of Plaza Ambarrukmo to the hotel across the road, the dizzying noise subsided. It was there that Shadow's heart ceased to pound, and silence from within slowly came. The cars and vehicles like toys going by below brough a small smile to Shadow's solemn expression as she relaxed.

Not far from the overpass, just below it more or less, a man had only just received a small tip from some customers after helping them park their motorcycle. It wasn't much, but the man was delighted and so he is going back inside the house to store his earning. The people of Jogja such as this man are hard workers who are also friendly. They make the most of what they have. Here the man works in a rather old and worn down building that now functions as an extended parking area for motorcycles to accommodate all those who visit the mall. The streets around Plaza Ambarrukmo mall are always clean-swept and neat, just like the one where the man works.