After returning home, Stan remained seated inside the Audi for a while, making no immediate attempt to get out.
The engine had already been turned off, leaving the interior unusually quiet after the noise and movement of the city outside. Through the windshield and side windows, the evening streets continued to bustle with activity.
Cars passed along the roads in steady streams, their headlights sweeping across the pavement, while the countless lights illuminating the surrounding buildings turned the city into a vast landscape of artificial brilliance.
People moved along the sidewalks in groups or alone, most of them carrying strange rectangular devices in their hands and occasionally lowering their heads to stare at glowing screens.
To Stan, none of it was particularly noteworthy. He had lived on Earth long enough that the sights had become completely ordinary to him. To Camilla, however, almost everything outside that vehicle remained fascinating.
