The little girl started crying a lot as her demeanor changed gradually .
Dan remarked ," This place is under protection of a warlock ".
We were still behind the bar , sitting and planning our next move .
Dan was breathing heavily out of stress , it was the very first time I saw him stressed .
The little girl voice was lingering all over the place . The smell of beer, broken glassware of perfumes and most pungent of all was the smell of dead bodies and fresh blood.
Why suddenly Dan was so stressed ?
My eyes were still purple . I was looking at the ceiling for few minutes . It started to pour . Raindrops were falling from the sky , the clouds were grey and the thunder was their muse . The smell of mud and fresh earth was there .
I saw a small jasmine tree outside the window . The scent of jasmine entered through the broken glass with some drizzle.