Summer heat was an ideal blanket to lull a man to sleep; especially if said man had the name Jing Yuan.
Sitting on a bench that had known him for seasons, arm crossed, and head leaning slightly to the side due to slumber, such calmness unfortunately was short lived; a crash echoed faraway, though near enough to flinch Jing Yuan awake.
" What was that? " He hummed to his own ears, turning around to eye the smoky column peeking over the buildings' rooftops. If mild bemusement barely painted his relaxed features, then Jing Yuan was surprised to hear a small, inquiring noise at his side.
A glance to the right confirmed that he was β in fact β not sitting alone on this friendly bench. That person seemed as perplexed as he was, looking between what would be rightfully assumed to be an accident and him; as if he had any answers.
" A car crash. " Jing Yuan commented with a shrug. Unalarming. . . That was until scorching screams and howls eerily filled the air. Commotions started to rise, and soon, he could see people running around, panicked, fleeing a danger he did not know.
Althought this musing had an answer quite rapidly: a dozen of meters away, someone got tackled by another. Shrieks of pain teared apart the carefree ambiance of this gentle afternoon.
Jing Yuan got up, walked three or four steps to observe the situation and almost immediately backed away at what he saw: the attacked stranger was being bitten β and eaten for that matter β by the other! The culprit did not look normal at all; blood dripping from everywhere and black veins covering skin horrifyingly.
Instinctively β because it did not take a genius to surmise the disastrous situation β Jing Yuan went back to the person, still sitting aghast at the bench and grasp one wrist between strong fingers. " I don't know what's happening but we should go, now. "