Finally, as Noah had waited impatiently for the night to come, everywhere was dark and still, the moon hidden behind thick clouds and the wind rustled the leaves with a whispering sound. Somewhere, an owl hooted, and Noah's ears twitched at the sound.
The air was crisp and cold, carrying the scent of autumn leaves and damp earth. It was the kind of night that made even the bravest person feel a shiver of unease after what happened the previous night.
In the midst of it all, Noah and Doctor Leo with their great hearing ability, crouched from a little distance close to the house of Pedro, silent and watchful, listening to the voices in the darkness.