Soho in the Dark 3rd Edition

They went out of the square towards Dean Street, passing through the throng outside the Guinness bar, and every step they took Alan could see that Jason was becoming visibly more and more lethargic. They carried on, along the narrow alleyway where Private Eye magazine was based, which was just around the corner from one of their favourite lunchtime venues, the faithful old Star Café. But this was no time to think of food. Turning into the road with the Old Hat Factory they headed towards Wardour Street. It was getting dark now, even though it wasn't that late. Confused, Alan looked up to see a massive cloud spreading itself across the sky, a black duvet moving in slow motion.