Alex loves his job, really, but these night shifts will soon kill him. Why protect a useless, grey, boring building that for some reason is usually called a museum? Not a single living soul had approached him in the last hour, let alone a couple of cheeky schoolchildren. Like.

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Time: Around 11:00 PM

Location: Place near the old grey museum.

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•English is not my native language, so please excuse any mistakes.

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