It was a fine night.
The dark blue sky was centered with a bright moon, extraordinarily luminous. It shone on the wisps of clouds surrounding it, making them look like the semi-transparent white sashes of fairies, creating an otherworldly realm.
The Lunar Star was so bright that only on the very edges of the sky could a few sparse stars be seen. The ground lanterns along the road seemed to fade into dullness by comparison, and the nearby tree shadows loomed, clawing and twisting uncontrollably.
The autumn night was turning cooler, and Wang Huaiyuan, dressed in pajamas, was pulled outside, shivering suddenly from the chill.
He was dragged to his own home's garage.
