Ch. 170: The Hunters & The Hunted
The streets stretched eerily before us, devoid of life. A thick fog rolled in, curling around the lamp posts and consuming the light like ravenous tendrils. The town was silent— too silent— except for the distant crackling of the library's flames. My heart thudded heavily in my chest, though whether from exertion or dread, I couldn't say.
"Why is it so... empty?" Junghkook asked, his voice hushed as if speaking any louder might awaken some unseen horror.
"It's the domain," I said, gripping my walking stick tightly. "They've frozen this part of the town. It's their hunting ground now."
Junghkook shot me a sidelong glance. "Hunting ground? You're just full of great news today, aren't you? But what am I even doing under this domain?"
