It’s a moonlit night somewhere in Leeds. Brooding Victorian meets modern day. The corner shop is open late, light spilling out over the pavement and road in front. But... something here is a bit off-kilter. Where is everyone? Where are all the cars? Why is the shop signage looking a little dated? Is this some time in the past? What is the exact location and time? Maybe the lone cat could tell a tale or two, but who knows.