It was deep into the night.
The night was starless, and heavy, dark clouds pressed down, making it hard to breathe.
The security guard, Uncle Liu, stood outside, gazing up at the night sky.
"Looks like it's going to rain, huh?"
He muttered to himself.
The weather in Xinghai City was just like that—unpredictable and strange.
Especially during the rainy season, it would rain for twenty days out of the month.
The sky was always gloomy, and the ground was always damp.
The roads in some of the older residential areas were muddy year-round, making them very difficult to walk on.
Uncle Liu stood outside for a little while longer.
He glanced back into the residential complex and saw that the lights in the few old buildings were already out.
Every household had turned off their lights and gone to bed.
Just as he was about to turn and head back to the guardhouse, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
