The time was nearing noon, but the heavy blackout curtains had kept the light of Upper City sealed outside.
The room was filled with a bizarre mixture of smells: the lingering scent of blood, the sharp odor of disinfectant, the cloying sweetness of premium incense striving in vain to mask it all, and... a deeper, otherworldly cold and eerie atmosphere.
The commissioner stood in the room; he hadn't closed his eyes for the entire night.
He verified the Evil Sacrificial Ceremony three more times, and the results were identical to the first time!
The rolling, dense black mist that seemed to devour all light gathered on the ceiling every single time!
That pair of evil eyes, constantly morphing between deep ebon black, deathly bone white, and blood-dripping crimson, emerged from the black mist each time.
Including the initial attempt, the commissioner had conducted the Evil Sacrificial Ceremony a total of 4 times, and the Evil Sacrifice had arrived 4 times accordingly.
