"Sometimes, strange creatures appear, sometimes, it suddenly starts to snow. Sometimes, the whole town is filled with strange insects. And even stranger…" Judy's tone changed, adding a few shades of eeriness, like she was telling a ghost story, "People who have died suddenly come back to life during the Grim Festival."
Xing Fei suddenly shivered as if it had suddenly turned cold around him.
Yi Lin's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "Doesn't anyone deal with these strange events?"
Judy chuckled, "Who would? The town's only police officer, Old Brown, is drunk all the time. He only wakes up at noon. Besides, nothing serious has happened."
"This isn't serious?" Xing Fei pushed his glasses up his nose bridge forcefully, pressing down as if afraid they might accidentally fall off.
