Chapter 20
The deathly silent room offered safety only through the bright glow of three lights and the scattered illumination from the windows, like stars speckling the darkness.
The windows of the office faced the hillside, leaving the harbor out of view. Lu Li couldn’t tell when the encroaching darkness would reach this place. Time ticked by, second by second, until, suddenly, the lights in the room flickered.
All three sources of light flickered simultaneously. Before Lu Li could discern the cause, the room visibly began to darken.
The flames of the candelabra and oil lamp remained steady, but they no longer emitted warmth. Their illumination started to shrink, growing smaller and smaller until it barely extended a meter. The weakest flame on the candelabra quietly extinguished.
Dimness reasserted itself as the room’s dominant tone, the air thick with a murky, oppressive presence.
Lu Li understood: the darkness had reached this place.
Grabbing the oil lamp at his side, Lu Li approached the window.
In the glass, his calm face and pitch-black eyes, dark as the night, were reflected back at him.
A veil of mist seemed to shroud the outside world, as though something tangible was stirring beyond the walls. It was fog.