Every object in the living room was covered with thick dust, such as the control panel, the sofas, table, and the paint. They looked old and their color was fading.
*Creak*
Angele opened the door carefully.
The light outside was orange that illuminated on Angele’s body and brightened up the whole living room.
He stood beside the door and looked around. The sky was covered by clouds. Angele could barely see what was around him due to the thick fog.
Angele raised his hand and aimed at the sky. Some green light dots flashed on his palm and formed a tiny vortex. However, he hesitated and decided not to cast any spell.
The flowers and plants in the garden all died. What was left in the mud were the rotten petals.
Angele walked across the garden. When he was about to leave the area, he detected some movements on his right.
He narrowed his eyes, then he lowered his footsteps and slowly walked along the fences.
