The old man's face grew pale at a visible rate. The spark of life was fading from his body, little by little.
...
And in another village, a few young men were gathered in a dimly lit room, completely absorbed in a computer game.
The eerie glow of the computer screen reflected on their focused faces. From time to time, their excited shouts and the clatter of keyboards echoed through the room.
They were completely unaware that just outside, several bats were hanging silently from the windowsill. Their dark red eyes peered through the glass, coldly watching everything inside.
Suddenly, the bats took flight in unison, bursting through the window and flying frantically around the room.
Shrill screeches shattered the room's tranquility. The sudden turn of events terrified the young men, their faces turning deathly pale. They shot to their feet in panic, looking around frantically, trying to figure out what was happening.
