Sullen and ominous.

The yelling ceased abruptly, and for a moment the crepuscular unknown place was as noiseless as a deaf little girl sitting in an empty church.

My gasp continued as the black cloth remained covering both of my eyed. Even though I couldn’t see around I knew I was sitting under a tree, my back felt the cold and somewhat wet body of the tree trunk. I can already feel the drying of my tears in my eyes. I didn't know if it was morning or evening, all I knew was that I could hardly sleep from the loud screams, the downcry, and the falling of a few...