“George? Mister George? Where did you go?” Harley calls out in confusion. It’s as if he disappeared like magic.

The streets are empty and the ambiance is far darker with the dimmed street lamps. A layer of fog covers the streets hindering Harley from seeing into the distance.

“Mister Georgeeee!” Harley calls out, her voice echoing through the desolate streets.

Find Mister George.
Turn back around and find another way home.