The village was dimly lit, and at the entrance, there were a few guard dogs.
Perhaps due to extreme hunger or the scent of strangers, the savage dogs barked in frenzy.
"Woof——"
"Woof-woof-woof——"
"Woof-woof——woof——"
...
The barking echoed throughout the village, spreading all around, leaving an eerie impression in this small settlement of just a dozen or so families.
There was a ghostly glow in the eyes of these savage dogs, as if they were ready to break free from their leashes and pounce on anyone at any instant.
Not long after the barking started, the lights in every household flickered on, illuminating the once dimly lit village.
Caroline Edwin and Blake Fuller stood shoulder to shoulder, observing the village before concealing their deep thoughts.
The air was filled with oppressive shades and the stench of death, some even emanating an intense loathing, hinting at a looming disaster.
