She opened her eyes, it was dark she couldn't see anything.Y/n felt someone is staring at her. She felt a warm breath hitting on the side of her neck before she passed out again.
Who is it?
What will happen?
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Namjoon, who was wearing a cloak, walked through the crowd while looking around, hoping to catch some unusual thing happening in the city, but it was like he was out of his luck. Even though it was still daytime, the environment was gray as it was a rainy day. The sun was barely visible behind the clouds. Namjoon decided to go to the bar, hoping to find any unusual gossip about something that's happening in the city.
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He walked to the bar, pushed the double doors open, and entered. The bar was filled with hundreds of conversations said in loud voices, all of them competing with the classical music that dominates the atmosphere. He squeezed into the only empty seat at the bar-a stool with a tattered leather seat. Smoke filled the room, forcing him to squint as he kept the entrance in sight. He was watching everyone enter the bar attentively. He slowly tapped his shoe on the hard wooden floor underfoot while looking around.
There were high tables and stools, a long bar, hanging glass racks, a mirror behind the bar, and hundreds of different alcohol bottles.
The loud sounds of music, talking, laughing, cheering, swearing, yelling, whistling, calling out orders, glasses clinking, cutlery scraping, and the thump of glass mugs onto the tabletop, plus the pressurized rush of a beer tap, filled his head, giving him a headache. He scrunched his nose with disgust because of the smell of sweat, perfume, and cigarette smoke clinging to people's clothing.
The whole bar was filled with chaos. There must be a bar fight or brawl happening somewhere in the bar. Namjoon guessed while listening to humans yell. Some drunken patrons were getting too friendly or aggressive with servers. Some of the humans sat on the corner of the bar and cried over breakups. Some were arguing about not having enough money to pay the bill. Some were passed out at different places. A sarcastic chuckle left his throat, seeing how pathatic humans are.
Namjoon ordered some random drink. As he was waiting for his drink, he noticed a man sitting to his left, all by himself, at the end of the bar. He was roughly in his mid- to late-seventies and was wearing a brown colour cloak that covered his face, making only his beard visible. He got distracted when the bartender placed his drink in front of him. Namjoon took out a coin from his pocket and threw it towards the bartender, who skillfully caught it.
Namjoon quickly turned his head when he heard a croaky voice beside him. "Everything is changing, isn't it, my child?" he asked in a rough voice, raising his head. Namjoon snapped his head toward the old man. When did he get this close without even getting noticed by Namjoon's dragon sense? Namjoon looked directly to his which eyes were blood-flecked as he is very old. His face was timeworn, and his eyes were almost drowned in his wrinkled skin.
"What!?" Namjoon asked curiously. "There are storm sighs everywhere. A powerful storm is on its way. Yes, it's very powerful. It's destroying everything in its path. I saw it, I saw it coming with my own eyes. Think wisely, my child, it will do a huge damage, and there won't be anyone to stop it this time." the man said with a husky voice. "What do you mean?" Namjoon questioned but with a blink of an eye the man was walking out of the bar door. "Wait, wait," Namjoon said while storming towards the exit. He pushed a drunken human out of his way, making him fall to the floor, but Namjoon didn't stop to help the man. He looked around as soon as he came out of the bar, but it was already too late. ______________________________________
