Somewhere in another continent

Standing in the middle of a street, was a man clad in blue shirt with a leather jacket, blue jeans and black boots, he seems to be looking for something, it was late at night, and most had already gone to sleep.

He throws the book in his hands to the ground and stomps on it, yelling out loud,

"Well fuck you, whoever you are!!! You play around and send fucking puzzles for me to solve, thinking you're the only one that's smart. Well I'm done, with your fucking games."

He starts walking back to his bike, when he notices a puddle beside his bike reflecting the lights behind him blinking, he turns back to see the street lights, the traffic lights and even store lights blinking one after the other, but it wasn't chaotic, he looks around for a minute before noticing at some point that it all repeats again.

"No fucking way" He says in disbelief as he runs back to his book, picking it up and looking up to the lights, it would take long to write it down so he inst