This work could also be titled "My City Survival After Becoming a Monster" —

In the shadows of the city, darkness writhed.

It stared menacingly at every lone passerby.

The neon lights flickered with the glow of civilization,

Yet they could not shine through the wall formed by the crowd.

From the girl's shadow, fresh blood gushed forth—

So much helplessness, so much redemption,

All turned into blood-red neon with the night.