Under the night sky shrouded by heavy dark clouds, raindrops fell like endless silver needles, violently striking the ground, causing fine splashes to erupt only to be swiftly scattered by even fiercer winds.
"Boom!"
Thunder roared, low and oppressive, weaving together with lightning to create a terrifying picture of the dark night.
Silently, a few people inside the house gazed out, not daring to make a sound.
On the street, several black figures emerged stealthily, like the most elusive specters in the darkness, their figures cloaked in long black capes that seemed to merge with the night. Their pace was neither hurried nor slow, but in the dark, their true movements were difficult to trace.
Those people...
Despite the raging storm, Charlotte saw an indescribable chill on the faces of the black figures; their faces flashed intermittently under the lightning, full of mystery and unpredictability.
