Hamlet, Blood Moon.
The enormous blood-colored full moon hung over Hamlet, and its nearly looming presence cast a shadow of pressure on everyone's hearts.
Since the arrival of the Blood Moon, the entire city has fallen into stagnation. What used to be a bustling square is now empty, with most people hiding inside buildings. Outside, only patrolling police officers and workers are active, along with those heroes, of course.
But most people dare not look up for more than a glance, for during this period, many people have already been driven mad by the Blood Moon's pollution.
One moment they were normal people, merely staring blankly at the Blood Moon. The next, they were either attacking anyone like zombies, or showing signs of decay on their bodies.
Those mildly affected would fall into madness, proclaiming doomsday-like rhetoric in despair, while the more terrifying aspect is these ordinary folks, who seemingly have no access to confidential information, somehow speak about it.
