Day becomes night. The sun hides away and makes place for an overpowering dark blue curtain. People go home, stay in, go out, see places, see others, see friends, family, colleagues or seek the unknown.
When the night unfolds events of all kinds take place.
At a certain point small light beams start peeking through the dark blue curtain, shining a light on the remaining evidence of events that happened in the night. The night comes to an end and so do the events that took place. Evidence or relics of a night in the past start to show up. They form puzzle pieces of the past night. Pieces that don’t know yet where they belong. Loved and cherished or quickly to be forgotten?