It was an awfully hot morning in July. The sun was scorching hot and it was burning things like weeds. All most all of Rollesby was hot. All most but not all, in the eerie alleyways no one knows what hides behind the shadows. Jade opened her water bottle and poured it over her head. There was no wind or clouds in the sky. All of the buildings were almost melting. The post office was already shut. Apart from the sound of the sun it was silent.