Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,"Excuse me, do you have a fruit knife here" he asked.,As he was pondering, suddenly, he heard the sound of “咚~咚~咚~” knocking on the door.。