Dark clouds loomed over the city. Tears of the broken hearted could be heard on most corners in the night. It was the darkest night anyone had ever experienced.
Whether one was involved with the supernatural world or not, they faced the same fate and suffered together. Most of the residents in the city lost something or someone important to them on that fateful day.
With the moon rising to the sky, it bid goodbye to a quite an eventful day.
In the Cross mansion, nobody was at peace. Most of the werewolves stayed in the outhouse. Too afraid to spend the night in the same house as Nathaniel.
As the demon had made an announcement that he was staying there until he decides otherwise.
Nathaniel chose Omar's old room to stay in. The thought of being the same place where Omar once called home brought his heart some comfort.
