Chapter 659 A Silent Countdown

Chapter 659 A Silent Countdown

The night was quiet... too quiet, to say the least. 12 AM... 1... 2... 3...

Dorian caressed the foreheads of his coma-stricken parents, already having visited them in their slumber seconds ago. It was already 3:56 AM. No one could sleep, except for toddlers and those too young to understand what was going on. Wee-Wonh! Weew-Weew~

Ambulance and police sirens bellowed out, awakening those who accidentally fell asleep. Of course, since the majority were already up, it only woke them from their stupor or TV time. Some had also taken naps earlier, wanting to be wide awake when the enemy came. Last night was odd. The bars, clubhouses, Hostess clubs, and late night sites that were usually busy with drunkards everywhere, were dry and empty and a construction site. F**k it. On the eve of their demise, who the hell cared about keeping up with appearances anymore. So what if some creatures already sensed something off? It won't be until the next day that the portals open. Besides, many creatures felt that even if humans had some clue of their coming, it won't stop them, the beings of the underworld, from emerging victorious in the end. So why bother? Several women who typically wore heavy makeup and fished out rich men from the sides of the streets, willingly took off their makeup and turned in early for evacuations. One should recall that today's evacuation was a last call evacuation. For the past 4 days, there have been final evacuations, where once taken in, you won't be coming out again. Everyone has free will to choose when to go in. So those evacuating today were the last batch of those to be kept away. It's just that if you don't get evacuated on time and the war happens before the anticipated time, you'll have no one to blame but yourself. After all, they did explain to everyone that on day 4, which was today, they could only speculate on what time the enemies would arrive. Whether they arrive 2 or even 3 hours earlier or later, is unknown. A majority of people chose to evacuate days ahead of today. But some before today. Today, Little Yado woke up from his slumber way earlier than usual. Well, his father was bad. "Dad, you are being rude and mean. How can you expect me to leave my bedroom without brushing my teeth or washing my face?" Yado clutched his Ultraman toy, tightly against his chest, peering out the window of his bedroom, while being rushed away. His window was at an elevated point with grand views that stretched far out to the city. Why was there so much activity at night these days? Little Yado didn't understand it much. The city below was a swirling chaos of flashing lights and blaring sirens. His parents, grandparents, uncles, and aunts, have also been rushing around the house more frequently than usual. "Yado, sweetheart, be obedient for a bit," his mother called, with a voice that was a blend of urgency and forced calm. Yaya turned away from the window and struggled in his father's grasp. "We have to leave now, okay? We're going on a little trip."

"Why, Mom, Dad?" Yado asked, his voice small and uncertain. "Where are we going?" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Weew~ Weew~

The noise hit Yado like a wave, as they left their grand Hou territory.

Helicopters buzzed overhead, and police cars lined the streets with their lights flashing urgently. The streets were packed with cars honking impatiently as everyone tried to leave at once. Yado watched through the tinted windows as they passed people on foot carrying whatever they could hold—bags slung over shoulders, children clinging to their parents' hands.

People were utterly silent, walking faster than they usually did.

No one ran. Soon, they reached the police station, the place where everyone on the streets was seemingly heading to. Yaya didn't understand how there could be no room for so many people —but then again, this was a situation she'd never experienced before or seen.

Standing at the doors, Yado thinned his lips when staring at his grandpa, uncles, and a few of his aunt's who said they wouldn't be going in with the rest of them. Old Hou chuckled, pinching his little grandson's cheeks. "Yado, be good... Grandpa will see you soon." Jung Hou ruffled his nephew's hair warmly after Old Hou. "Little brat, don't give your mother and father a hard time. We'll be back before you know it." Yes... Yado belonged to the Hou Family. And his experience today was that of many people's while heading for evacuation! Tick-tock, Tick-tock. It was already 6:46 A.M in the morning. 4 hours, 14 minutes before the Planets fully Align.