82: Vanishing Figure

Beta'd by SnowyEgrett

In the desolate surroundings of a long abandoned estate, no one was to be seen in the vicinity. The marks of flames long dead marred the walls. The trees, ashes and grime staining even the decrepit doors, painting a grotesque picture of destitution.

As the sorry state of the place became more and more apparent, in the deafening silence of the past long gone, a bird of prey flew across the cloudy sky, making a shrill noise of its lone cacophony.

Even the bright rays of sun seemed to hide behind the clouds, rather than shine on the destitute and burnt down estate, only occasional chirps of crickets pierced through the oppressive silence.

Not long after, in that silent and lonely area, a black car drove in, it's sleek shine glistening in comparison to the dilapidated mansion.

The car crawled to a stop, just a little away from the gate of the abandoned estate, and as the door opened, a man — tall and lithe built — stepped out, raising to his full height.