"I'll give you a chance. I'm counting to ten, and if anyone isn't hidden, you'll be eaten by me, ooh."
Dawn's faint light spread across the sky, ushering the day but not yet bright, as if a glowing glass bowl had been inverted over the earth.
The bowl shimmered with light but cast a dark gloom within.
Within the enclosure of a mansion with red walls and green tiles, a chubby little boy gazed in terror at the fierce Blood Shadow, whose back was turned to him.
As the Blood Shadow's countdown began, he immediately scrambled in panic towards a hidden vegetable cellar of his own residence.
He had every reason to be scared, for at this moment, the head of his father was in the grasp of the Blood Shadow, and from the neck of the headless corpse, a fountain of blood sprang forth like a waterfall, flowing directly into the mouth of the fearsome Blood Shadow.
"Hide! Hide! Hide!"
