Night fell, and silence enveloped the air. A faint sense of heaviness and coldness permeated, making people feel oppressed and uneasy.

On the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street, the damp mist formed vague shadows under the moonlight, resembling mysterious ghosts. The wind in the shadows seemed to occasionally whisper, sending shivers down one's spine.

The demon had been wandering around the area of frequent disappearances for quite a few streets at night, still wearing high heels and feeling exhausted. She was currently leaning against a street lamp post, resting and cursing the kidnapper for not showing up yet, as her feet were getting blistered.

Suddenly, there was a swift sound.