C987 Nightmare

The crackling bonfire and the chorus of cicadas set the stage for a tranquil and serene summer night on the wilderness plain. Stars occasionally twinkled through the sky—a rare and wondrous sight in an apocalyptic world shrouded by an endless demonic mist.

Those fleeing for their lives seldom had the luxury to savor such beauty. Grasping at any chance for rest, they would retire early to sleep