You completely divert course and wander down a side street into a path into the forest. Better than getting looked at some point. Far, far better. You get a nice respite from the sounds of stranger's voices and general commotion too. All just birdsong and a bit of rustling bushes this deep into the forest, if that.
Following the dirt trail for some time, you come to a strange old building overgrown with plants around its facade and a big wooden porch out front. It's rather big, and there's spires on top of two cylindrical bits jutting out of both sides of it, almost like a castle. You're curious—but you're also not sure if poking around inside is gonna get you in trouble or not.