Time passed slowly, and white mist shrouded the entire town.
A deathly silence.
Just then, the people inside suddenly heard faint sounds of cutting, one after another, seemingly coming from somewhere outside not far from the house where they hid.
Slice-
Slice-
It sounded as though someone was holding a knife, dismembering a corpse cut by cut.
The werewolves who had taken shelter instantly went rigid, their eyes trembling as they held their breath, not daring to move.
Because they could more or less guess.
Those had to be werewolves who had failed to hide indoors in time, discovered by a Night Doctor and now undergoing "healing."
Their companions.
But they dared not make a sound.
Nor did they dare rush outside.
Because the Night Doctors' methods of treatment were swift and brutal. They might need only a few minutes to dissect you completely, then piece you back together.
"Hold your breath. It's coming!"
The mayor urgently warned them.
Everyone in the house covered their mouths and noses, trembling as they pressed themselves against the walls.
Outside.
Strange footsteps slowly sounded, one after another.
A beaked shadow slowly fell into the room through the window.
Thump-
Thump-
The house was so quiet that only their pounding hearts could be heard.
They could all feel it. At that very moment, the Night Doctor stood outside the window, just a wall away.
Clearly.
During that time, all the werewolves who had failed to hide indoors had already been healed by that Night Doctor.
Lynn, too, pressed himself into a corner, clutching his pounding heart and trying hard to suppress his surging emotions.
Only, the others were frightened.
He was excited.
Slowly, as they waited in trembling silence, the long shadow cast through the window moved, then vanished from their sight.
Everyone present