[Volkov Compound, Northern S-City — 2:37 AM]
The moon turned red.
Once the brilliant light touched the sky, it dyed everything in the colour of blood.
The colour spread slowly across its surface like blood soaking through ancient paper. Deep crimson swallowed pale silver inch by inch until the entire moon hung above S-City like a watching eye carved from fresh meat.
And the world beneath it changed.
Rainfall reflected across polished stone pathways while black skyscraper windows gleamed dark red against the storm clouds. Even the clouds themselves seemed heavier now, dyed with bleeding colour as they drifted across the heavens.
The entire city became a wicked hellscape.
Nikolai stood silently near one of the mansion's enormous corridor windows, as he felt a sudden throbbing in his chest.
His fangs and claws began to grow longer.
No matter how hard he tried, they kept growing, and he couldn't force them back.
Something felt wrong.
His heartbeat slowed.
