Forty-seven

“I really don't know. But we have to report to the high council of holy Vestals and explain exactly what happened here tonight. And when we do they'll know where to go from here, they always do,” she replied optimistically, as they were walking on the narrow street, which was desolate at the time.

An intuition told Tiki that his troubles wasn't entirely relieved, but he said nothing, then without intent his eyes darted upwards, he got the fright of a lifetime as he saw the sky choking with a thick filth of vile darkness. A great sense of panic plummeted in Tiki's nerves, like his body was being jolted out of a mild dream into a freakish nightmare, his breathing also became shallow, and he was too quick to turn screaming, “It's here again!”

Hysteria gripped May. “What is?!” she cried, although she knew the answer already.