Fat raindrops hammered the street, sending water splashing everywhere. Countless puddles, large and small, had already formed on the ground.
Several figures raced through the curtain of rain, their feet splashing through the puddles. They moved swiftly, every step falling like a beat on a taut drum.
"The rain's getting heavier." As they ran, Li You glanced up at the sky, his expression grim.
The sky, thick with dark clouds, mirrored their gloomy mood.
The streets grew increasingly chaotic. More and more people infected by Forbidden Rain staggered out of the streets and alleys, their clothes soaked through and their hair plastered to their faces, laughing with crazed satisfaction.
Some spread their arms and spun in the rain, while others ran wildly, waving their arms and stamping their feet.
It was a grand revel only they could hear. The rain was the drumbeat, the wind the chords, and even the splashing water became dancing notes.
With their grim expressions, Li You and the others seemed utterly out of place in this mad world, like outsiders.
"They're mad! They've all gone mad!" A flicker of lingering fear crossed Xiao Yi's face. If Bai Ye hadn't appeared in time, they would have been among those lunatics.
An amused smile curled Bai Ye's lips. "I'm afraid we're the mad ones in their eyes."
Those who couldn't hear the music thought the dancers had all gone mad.
But those who could hear it only thought that anyone who refused to dance was deaf, abandoned by the world.
Just then, a clear birdcall rang out overhead.
A white dove broke through the curtain of rain, flying swiftly toward them.
The dove circled once overhead before finally landing on Bai Ye's shoulder.
It pecked his cheek, then stretched out a wing and pointed east.
"Is that...