Her blood ran colder through her veins and her bones went chilled. Then the cold breeze blew right through her cloak, taking the last lick of warmth left in her body.
And now the brilliant stars had been hidden behind a wall of foreboding clouds, the moonlight also fading.
Muchū quickened her pace.
However,
on
this
long
night,
the
lingering
presence
trailed
behind
her,
stifled
small
steps
dragged
on
and
on,
not
to
be
seen,
right
on
her
heels.
After several timeless minutes, when more light came from the moon, Muchū was able to locate the pond.
She looked back hesitantly, probing her surroundings with her lamp one last time.
There! She saw the blur of a shadow springing out of nowhere! Two yellow eyes glowing fiercely.
