Dense black clouds converged over Old Dunling, and though it was daytime, no light could penetrate the gloomy iron curtain, dragging the whole city, and even the entire world, into darkness.
The entire operation of Old Dunling paused today, as the racing gale and piercing rain gathered together. Amidst the flashes of lightning and roars of thunder, Old Dunling was engulfed by a storm that was suffocating and oppressive.
In the torrential storm, there were no signs of life on the streets. Even the factories, which operated day and night, chose to rest at this moment. The voice of the radio host became intermittent, with a few succinct words comforting the citizens and encouraging them to enjoy this rare holiday.
Although the apocalyptic weather echoed over the city, people did not feel fear. On the contrary, they were quite delighted. On this unexpected holiday, families sat by the fireplace in their living rooms, listening to the howling wind and savoring the warmth of home.
