Everyone watched as the frenzied woman rushed towards a corner. Edward's pupils constricted as he let go of Granny Drake to grab Jobelle Callum, but he was a step too late.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," the woman screamed. It was as if the hatred that had been pent up in her chest was exploding, making everyone present feel a sense of fear.
Turns out, it's not wise to provoke a lunatic.
What was more intriguing, though, was who had played behind the scenes, leading to the ruin of the Callums.
Perhaps the answer lay in the impending darkness, ready to be revealed.
With a loud thud, Jobelle Callum fell clumsily to the ground, flopping like a kite whose strings had been suddenly severed.
The crowd quickly backed off, fearful of inviting calamity upon themselves.
The darkness seemed to be filled with dangerous, wild beasts, instilling fear in everyone's hearts.
With a gasping scream, Nichole Philbert felt her scalp tingle in fright.
