Also known as the Hidden Light.
In late spring and early summer, the night was like ink, and the whole town was shrouded in a deep silence. The streetlights emit a soft halo, shining on the winding streets, as if casting a hazy veil over this modern town. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, as if whispering unknown secrets. The air is filled with the faint scent of flowers and earth, which makes people intoxicated.
On the edge of the town, there is a forgotten abandoned warehouse. This was once an old factory in the town, but now only ruins remain, looking particularly desolate in the moonlight. The door of the warehouse was slightly open, and a faint light shone through the gap, as if it was some ominous omen. The iron chain on the door swayed gently in the wind, making a "creaking" sound, like an ancient elegy.
The time was 11:47 pm, and most of the residents of the town had already fallen asleep. Only the occasional stray cat passing by made a few low moans in the corner. The halo of the street lamp shines on the stone road, reflecting a mottled light and shadow, as if it is fragments of time, scattered in this quiet night.
Suddenly, a sharp meow broke through the silence of the night. There was a hint of sadness in the sound, as if it was a wail coming from the depths of hell. Immediately afterwards, there was a miserable scream, as if something was struggling in the darkness, or as if some unknown danger had been awakened. The sound echoed over the town, awakening people in their sleep.
Several residents living nearby were awakened. They got up and followed the direction of the sound. Under the moonlight, their figures looked extremely small, as if they would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.
Intention: Be careful with everyone around you