The wind whistled as it swayed the grass and leaves around, causing the surroundings to become much more colder.
However, even if the temperature of the place entered a freezing point, the back of the man still produced sweats as he stared above the pit with constricted fearful eyes.
A fog of silhouette stared at him silently with those gray lifeless eyes, as if those eyes could directly pry toward his/their soul.
Even with the breeze of the wind, the fog around the figure never dissipates...
Clank... Clank.
As the man's eyes remained blank, staring above while feeling horrified within, a sound of clanking sound broke the silence. Quickly traveling in the silent cemetery before drilling to the man's horrified consciousness.
Above the pit, the pure darkness, full of corruption and horror, stared at the man playfully...
