Exiting the police station, the dimming twilight cast long shadows on the deserted streets. The air felt heavy with the unspoken truth, and a collective unease lingered among us. The encounter with the armored lerker left an indelible mark, a silent reminder of the escalating dangers.
As I treaded cautiously through the city, the night unfolded its darkest canvas. The distant wails of lerkers seemed to intensify, creating a haunting symphony that echoed through the desolate streets.
Blair, a silent sentinel among us, occasionally glanced at his arm, the site of the recent confrontation. Unbeknownst to him, an insidious change was taking root, a transformation that remained hidden in the shadows.
Hyuni, usually reserved, broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "This city feels different, like it's holding its breath, waiting for something."
Sally, ever the optimist, attempted to lighten the mood. "Maybe it's just the city taking a nap. You know, like beauty sleep for the apocalypse."
A faint chuckle escaped my lips, a momentary reprieve from the grim reality. "Well, if cities need beauty sleep, this one's in for a long nap."
As we navigated through the labyrinthine alleys, Hela's keen eyes scoured the surroundings, her instincts honed by survival. "Keep your guard up. There's more to this than meets the eye."
The journey unfolded like a surreal nightmare, each step leading us deeper into the abyss. Shadows seemed to dance with malevolent intent, casting illusions that played tricks on our minds.
Suddenly, Blair halted, his gaze fixed on a distant silhouette. "We're not alone," he murmured, his voice laden with a sense of foreboding.
The figure emerged from the shadows – a solitary larker, its movements erratic yet purposeful. As it approached, an unsettling realization dawned upon us. The larker's eyes glowed with an unnatural hue, a sinister radiance that defied the darkness.
Hyuni, gripping her dagger, spoke with a mix of curiosity and fear. "What's wrong with its eyes?"
Hela, her katanas unsheathed, replied, "I've never seen anything like this. Stay sharp."
The eerie encounter unfolded, our makeshift weapons poised against the enigmatic larker. With each step, it seemed to defy the laws of the infected, a harbinger of an unspoken threat.
As the confrontation reached its peak, I, unknowingly harboring the seed of peril within, took a step forward. The lerker's gaze locked onto me, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity.
A sudden change in the atmosphere sent a shiver down our spines. The shadows seemed to converge around me, a silent whisper of impending doom.
In the heart of the encroaching darkness, the unspoken secret lingered, a clandestine truth that would soon emerge from the shadows, unraveling the fragile threads that bound our group together.
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The Undying Epoch (Incomplete)
ActionBook 1: Lerkers Of The Night refers to an era where the undead, whom the characters call it 'Lerkers', takes over the island due to an unknown cause. This book takes place in Singapore, a small island in Southeast Asia which contains laws to prevent...
