Storm in the Hall

The sun is spinning in the sky as usual, while Annie, the girl with great ambition, is practicing her sports in the training hall. The movement is accelerating, and the sports stick is swinging in her hands, but she does not know that eyes are watching her from outside. Chai, the mysterious young man who never leaves her side, watches her movements lightly and secretly, waiting for the right moment.

Annie walked out of the hall, reading a newspaper about a new job opportunity at a local coffee shop. Her heart was full of hope, but she soon entered a dark world. Upon entering, she was greeted by an unpleasant scene; dancing girls, deliberate drunkenness, and drug use, the atmosphere looking like it was meant for a satanic celebration.

The cafe manager came to the forefront with a suspicious smile:

"Mmmmm, we have visitors… Hey pretty, what are you doing here?"

Annie, hopefully:

"I'm looking for a job... I heard there's an opportunity here."

The director, laughing out loud:

"Hahahahaha, are you looking for a job while you're dressed like this?"

Then, as if enjoying his mischief, he tore off Annie's clothes, turning her into a reflection of the decay of the place. Annie walked out of the café, tears streaming down her cheeks like heavy rain, screaming at the top of her lungs, while Chai, furious, watched from afar.

He pulled out his phone, dialed Kwang:

"Hey, I guess you haven't traveled yet. I need you for a simple errand, come to the address I'll send you."

Kwang, in a quiet, playful voice:

"Mmm... hahahahaha."

Chai quickly walked towards Annie, who was hiding her sorrows. He approached her, his heart aching with pain:

"What's wrong, are you sad? Who made you sad?"

Annie, crying:

"I...I...it's nothing."

Chai paused for a moment, took off half of his clothes and handed them to her, then hugged her carefully. But Annie, startled, shouted:

"Who are you? Why are you hugging me?"

Chai, in a reassuring voice:

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you again. I'm sorry."

Annie threw her clothes and ran away, as if she was running from a real nightmare.

A dark place enveloped in absolute blackness, the echoes of painful human screams reverberating around, black spells flying through the air, filling the space with hidden demonic energies. In the middle of this chaos, sits Eva, surrounded by a terrifying aura that radiates mystery and danger.

In one moment, everything suddenly fades away as if it never happened, with the sound of heavy knocks on the door. A man enters with a tense expression, breathing rapidly from his nervousness.

Man: "Eva, sorry to bother you, but I have bad news... Today we lost over a thousand human bodies due to an attack by the Tijuana gang, and they kidnapped them."

Eva looked at him with her cold eyes:

Eva: "Tiwana again? Looks like they have to learn hard lessons. I'll find a way to deal with them."

Man: "Madam, I truly apologize, but even the assassins you appointed to protect us have been killed. Their reputation is so bad, no one can stand up to them. They even dared to attack Odjin's property. You need to be more careful with them."

Eva (deadly calm): "I understand. Now go and arrange the bodies for me. I want to see them for myself. Move now."

After the man left, Eva retreated a little into her dark thoughts. She whispered in her mind: "Everything is getting closer to completion… My spell will soon become stronger… Tiwana, you fools… (laughs in a scary voice) You will regret it."

The next moment, Kwang entered the cafe, full of joy as if he were at a party. He started dancing and singing with the girls, drinking wine in lively gulps, and then he caught sight of the cafe manager.

He sat down beside him, laughing:

"I send my regards."

The director, with a sarcastic smile:

"Who am I? Hahaha."

But soon this festive atmosphere turned into a terrifying nightmare. Within seconds, everything collapsed. The din of singing and dancing was replaced by bodies covered in blood, while Kwang, with deadly coldness, eliminated everyone who was there. He then returned to sit next to the manager, who looked terrified.

The director, tremblingly shouting:

"Please, no, no, don't kill me..."

But Kwang, mercilessly, raised his weapon. With a single press of a button, the director's head flew out from between his necks, concluding the scene with an atmosphere of absolute horror.