Bang! Bang! Bang!
Heavy footsteps echoed continuously, as the four of them looked ahead with terrified gazes at the horrific scene before them—a total of several dozen Candle Men, all dressed in modern attire similar to theirs, including white-collar workers, travelers, and farmers.
Their heads were ablaze, and wax dripped off them, slick and slimy, gathering together. They started with a jog, but with the rag doll's agonizing screams, they rioted.
The lively leaps and shadows painted a scene reminiscent of an army of thousands.
The four suddenly felt an impetuous heat surging within them, their skin becoming greasy and tender, and at the top of their heads, a burning sensation was being released.
"Am I going to start burning too?"
This thought emerged in their minds simultaneously, as they remembered their teacher, Martha.
This freshly turned "Candle Man" was joining the ranks at a slow pace.
