Clyde could hear the footsteps long before they reached the alley. Slow and ven. Completely unhurried.
That was impossible for any normal survivor. Nobody walked like that in this city, especially not at night when the new spawns monsters prowled.
The sound stopped just outside the door. Then came three deliberate knocks.
"We have a quest for you." A smooth, composed voice followed.
Mina stiffened instantly, her hand flying to her daggers.
She crouched slightly, eyes narrowed toward the door.
Clyde glanced at her and said evenly, "Calm down. It's alright."
Her brows furrowed. "How come it's alright when someone knocks like that, in the middle of the night?"
"I told you we'd get a Night Quest before, remember? This is what I meant," Clyde replied, his tone steady, as if the situation was perfectly under control.
Something in his calmness bled into her. Mina exhaled slowly, the tension in her shoulders loosening.
"Alright," she murmured.
