Max continued down the street, bypassing the occasional chunk of cement or twisted metal. He grew more and more cautious with each step, as moving out in the open like this would no doubt attract attention from any onlookers. The shadows in the alleyways and side streets were mysterious and foreboding enough to keep anybody on their toes. Even after living in the city for so long, Max wasn't entirely used to the many sounds which crept out from the streets. They scared him, but he was also very curious as to their source. It is for this reason that Max continued walking to where he thought that scream originated. 

He crossed an intersection, and thought to himself that however many years ago, one looked both ways before crossing the street. He smiled, closed his eyes, and walked blindly into the middle of the street. He felt as though he could hear something behind him, but opening his eyes and turning around, he saw nothing.