The sea surface at night is always shrouded in a thin layer of mist, but tonight the mist seems particularly thick.
The lanterns lit on the ships docked at the harbor appear like floating orange ghost fires swaying within the mist, exuding a terrifying atmosphere in the dimly lit harbor.
Under the flickering ghost light, it seems as if monsters wielding sharp claws will burst out from the thick fog at any moment, tearing and devouring those on the shore.
Hidden within the growing dense white fog, the seawater undulates with ripples not natural, and if one with excellent eyesight could see through the fog's cover, they would discover shadows lurking under the dark blue seawater.
These shadows make no noise in the water, as rows of sharks with sharp teeth float and sink. These sharks, usually solitary, now gather together, forming a group of sharks.
