The night fell like a rich velvet quilt of black, swallowing up the day... instantly engulfing up all the light from the sun.
The darkness was almost absolute, and the sky was still cloudy with no presence of stars.
The night crawlers began whistling, singing and croaking, as they hoped and danced around the darkness.
The crickets creeked, the owls who'd... and the sounds of wolf-like howls could be heard from miles away.
1:30 A.M.
Landon and his men had already gotten into position around every entrance/exit.
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At entrance A, the Barn was somewhat quiet... and those guarding it were seemingly lax.
It was 1 A.M after all, and those guards were used to being a little lazy.
They just didn't think that anyone would have the guts to attack their boss Nopline.
Wasn't that just courting death?
