Not many people around. There's a guy standing up ahead on the other side of the trees, I think. He's very still. I can't quite make him out, and maybe I'm mistaking it, maybe what I think is a person is actually an oddly shaped tree, or a stop sign. But I --

Recognise him before I see him.

No. Not a stop sign.

"Zett," I say quietly. "This isn't a Shadow Town."