The Islolated Island (21)
When a dark and petite shadow silently appeared at the entrance of the ungated stone village, the night was falling and the village was shrouded in a ghostly atmosphere, the light on the dusky horizon became dim and gloomy, a faint pressure covering the village.
The sound of heels clicking against the stone road echoed in the empty village, slowly coming to a stop at the door of the first stone house on the edge. There was no sound from inside as if the occupants had fallen asleep. This cold, corpse-like silence was interrupted by a light tapping sound.
"Tuk, Tuk!–"
There was a heavy silence.
The knock sounded again persistently, as if the owner would not rest until the door opened.
It wasn't known how long the shadow stood there for, but when the shadow cast by her black umbrella began to melt into the darkness, there was finally a response from the dead-house.