The sky above Ash turned dark long before sunset. A low, deep hum shook the foundations of the estate, rattling the windows and instilling an ice-cold fear in the air.
Ash, Ethan's branded subordinate, looked up at the firmament with breathless anticipation. Beside him, the group he had been ordered to safeguard watched the heights with pale, distraught faces. Louisa, Ethan's wife, clenched her hands nervously; her mother, Mary, maintained a rigid posture as she tried to hide her panic, while the maids cowered trembling behind them. Standing a bit further back, Roy, Ethan's brother-in-law, bit his lip with clenched fists, displaying a clear expression of bitterness and resentment while being closely watched by the shadows.
