Rainy Night, Blazing Light

The rain was getting heavier and the day was getting darker but it didn't stop the enthusiastic reporters. They widened their eyes at the fields of St. Paolo School.

There was a 3 to 4-meter tall wooden pile stuck on the field, on the top of the pile was a head and the lower part was the body that was badly pierced through. The limbs were placed on both sides of the woodpile accordingly. Anyone who saw the woodpile from afar might have thought they saw a deformed mini-giant.

Anyone who came close to the scene could feel the blood overflowing, the cruel dismembered body, and the freaky arrangement.

For normal people, it was the things they dreaded and would avoid like the plague but for the reporters, it was a hard to come by scoop.

Each of them held the umbrellas on their shoulder, clipping on the handle with their right wrist and holding pencils in their palms, drawing down the scene quickly on their notebook.