Deep in an alley, a group of people dressed in black cloth with hoods over their heads and masks covering their faces. Stood beside a dilapidated building. The alley devoured of people in the cold rain.
The continuous thumping sound of the raindrop, and whispering of the cold breeze, blew to the face of these men. However, these men didn't care.
A light flash across the sky, illuminating the dark alley, followed by thunderous sound, striking the core of every living thing in the surrounding. These continue for a few minutes. Thus, amid these phenomena, a car tire creaks, sending mud water, splashing everywhere. The car halogen light illuminating the nearby dark building, entering a building.
After a few minutes, the group in the dark alley moves. The pitter-patter of the rain continues while the men enter the building. They took every step carefully, and their breathing, equally controlled. They moved in the darkness's shadow, not making a sound.
