Chapitre 69: Reminiscence

In the early hours of the shadowy night, when the moon's graceful rays softly descended from above, emerged a towering figure of a man, clad in a black cloak, beside their car.

As it was still the time when brains functioned akin to those of the deceased, the two inexperienced youths, unable to perceive the looming presence of the behemoth, stirred only upon the clamor of their companions.

They were as alert as they could muster, for the hour of rest was postponed before they could surrender to the comforting, enveloping embrace of sleep—a slumber that can induce a narcotic-like effect upon the first moments of awakening.

Beneath the penetrating glow of the moonlight and the faintly flickering city lights from skyscrapers hundreds of kilometers distant, their vision was scarcely different from that of daylight, despite none of them possessing the vampiric sight.