The town and its outskirts were eerily silent as darkness fell, with residents huddled inside their homes, avoiding whatever lurked in the shadows. In Dahlia, when daylight waned and the moon rose, humanity became prey for the malevolent creatures that roamed in the dark. Hakai's footsteps echoed on the creaking wooden bridges that stretched over the black marsh. His destination? Was the comfort and warmth of the inn inside the city.
The eerie atmosphere combined with the unsettling sounds could send shivers down anyone's spine. Many houses featured relics and protective symbols, believed to ward off the lurking terrors. Hakai, far from calm, kept his eyes constantly shifting, scanning for threats. The howls of distant wolves formed a chilling soundtrack for the night, but suddenly, the quiet was broken by a rapid, loud approaching footstep behind Hakai.
"Ack!" Startled, he spun around, his arm pulled back as he prepared for a possible confrontation, taken by surprise by the unknown figure racing towards him.
(OOC: Feel free to add spices and bring the flow of the story to whatever you want. Will definitely love it! )