It was raining heavily. The smell of water coming in contact with dust filled the air and the sweet smell of the Earth arose.
In the midst of this rain, there was a man dressed in a simple black shirt and black shorts. Resting on his left shoulder was a black cat with its eyes closed as if it were asleep, and in this man's hand, there was an umbrella which spread out its covering their heads.
He wasn't just any man. He wasn't even like any other man. He was just...well, red and different.
"It's been a while since the rain fell. I'm glad it finally arrived," Emmet huffed a load of air since the rain had brought with it a chilly wind.
"I need it. It is really good that it came," Liesl spoke in a sleepy sort of voice and she didn't for once open her eyes as she spoke.
Emmet looked ahead from his umbrella. The Archive was already in sight.
