**Chapter 11: Nightfall**

Part 11

The darkness seemed to swallow us whole as we emerged into the parking lot. I pulled Tokyo's bed to a stop, scanning the deserted expanse of asphalt and concrete. The hospital's emergency exit door creaked shut behind us, and I felt a sense of trepidation wash over me. We were exposed, vulnerable to whatever lay in wait. Dr. Lee's voice was low and urgent as she spoke, "We need to get out of here, now." She glanced around, her eyes darting between the rows of parked cars and the surrounding buildings. The nurse nodded, her face pale in the dim light. I spotted a car a few rows away, its engine still running. I made a split-second decision and sprinted toward it, Tokyo's bed rattling behind me. Dr. Lee and the nurse followed close on my heels. As we reached the car, I yanked open the door and helped Tokyo inside. Dr. Lee and the nurse piled in behind him, and I took the driver's seat. The moment I started the engine, the car surged forward, and we sped out of the parking lot. I glanced in the rearview mirror, expecting to see a horde of pursuers. But the streets were empty, save for a lone figure standing at the edge of the parking lot. The janitor. He watched us leave, his eyes fixed on us with an unnerving intensity. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I turned my attention back to the road. Where were we going? We couldn't stay in the city, not with the watcher and his minions on our tail. I thought of Dr. Lee's words, "We have a safe house, a place where we can hide and regroup." As I navigated the deserted streets, I noticed that the GPS was down, and my phone had no signal. The city's infrastructure seemed to be failing, and I wondered if it was all connected to the watcher. Suddenly, Dr. Lee spoke up, her voice firm. "Take the next left, and then head toward the outskirts. I'll give you directions from there." I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. The streets seemed to blur together as I followed her instructions. The nurse sat silently in the backseat, her eyes fixed on Tokyo, who lay still and quiet. As we drove, the city's lights gave way to darkness, and the only sound was the hum of the engine and the soft beeping of the dashboard. I felt a sense of unease growing inside me. We were heading into the unknown, with no clear destination in sight. The road ahead was shrouded in darkness, but I knew we had to keep moving. The watcher's reach seemed to be growing longer by the minute, and I had a feeling that our next move would be the one that would determine Tokyo's fate – and our own.