The bright, yellowish moon had slowly devoured by thick clouds that was sign of danger and bad omen. Some of the tourists who noticed the sudden darkness quickly stopped from what they were doing at that moment.
A group of elders just a few meters away from the group of Sebastian strangely looked upon the dark sky. His hair turned grey as the time goes by, but Sebastian felt his strong, inner strength.
"It's a bad omen." He said, looked through out the people who enjoyed the cold, salty wind and warm sensation came from the fire.
The old man whispered something to his wife who quickly packed her things and prepared herself to leave.
"Hurry up, honey! I know there's someone watching over us." He said, acted strangely that caught Sebastian's attention.
He couldn't heard their conversation but he felt the same way too through his expression and actions.
