Almost instinctively, Maria fished out her Fire Starter, twisted open the lid, revealing the dark red light inside. She blew hard, and at the instant of the light appearing, the scene before her chilled her from head to toe.
A twisted ghostly shadow was cast on the dilapidated paper window. As the light dimmed again, the ghostly shadow was once more plunged into darkness.
Maria uncontrollably retreated a half step but stepped into the void, rolling down along the slippery and sloped alleyway, the Fire Starter in her hand also fell to the ground.
The horrifying scene that Maria saw, Juan also witnessed, standing dumbfounded on the spot, at this moment the confusion in his heart even overshadowed his fear.
His mind went blank, completely unable to comprehend these ghostly things which seemed to have no limitations, appearing tonight with the sole purpose to utterly hunt them down.
"Why..."
