The dull, secretive darkness surged in like a tide from all directions, drowning the intricate patterns, covering the flickering sunlight, and swallowing the brilliance on the chandelier jewels.
"We have to get out of here!"
Heish watched the scene with vigilance. Without any hesitation, she immediately wanted to leave the villa.
But almost the moment she stepped back, the hazy darkness covered the open doorway behind her, enveloping the entire hall in pitch-black silence.
In the darkness, rustling chewing sounds echoed, akin to a chaotic rhythmic beat, reverberating in one's heart.
An inexplicable irritability rose in Heish's heart. In that twisted darkness, it seemed something was gradually emerging, trying to seep into her soul, into her consciousness.
She immediately looked towards where He Ao was standing, only to find the spot was empty.
Her heart tightened, and she shook her head.
