As the day turned into night, Hiro watched the crowd of people in the pub, serving drinks and chatting with the patrons. He didn't see anything unusual, but he couldn't shake off a feeling of unease.
He walked up to the front door and looked towards the street. The streetlights had just turned on, casting a warm glow on the pavement. Hiro looked up at one streetlight and could see the bright white flame dancing in the glass jar, lighting up the street below.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw two human shapes dart into the alley next door. Hiro's heart skipped a beat as he felt a wave of nervousness wash over him.
He knew that their town was relatively safe, but there had been rumors of unsavory characters lurking in the shadows. Hiro decided to keep a closer eye on the street, watching for any signs of trouble.
As the night wore on and the pub began to empty out, Hiro remained vigilant, watching the street for any suspicious activity. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss.
Finally, as closing time approached, Hiro breathed a sigh of relief. The pub was empty, and he could lock up and head home. As he walked out the door and onto the street, he kept a watchful eye out for any shadows in the night.
He made it home safely, but he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He knew that he would have to be extra careful in the coming days, watching for any signs of danger and protecting his community from the shadows that lurked in the night.