Chapter 86 The Last Ride

• A congregation of clouds lit up the blue, each of them pursuing the sun from the sky, From dark clouds comes sleek rain, strong enough to reach the skin in moments. John tilt his head up, he was in a sort of daze as he watched the water drops from the dark sky drench his body in bits.
• In the rain John felt there's serenity, a sense of peace that offers to resonate with the peaceful elements of the soul. Walking among those drops is his meditation, a way to fully become present in the moment, a way to feel free, And as the rain became more intense, it began to soak the bottom of each pale blue jean leg, deepening the denim to a stronger hue, bringing his black boots to a glossy water-shine, becoming a kind of natural cocoon.
• He stood there for what felt like eternity but was just few minutes relishing the prospect of walking in the rain, the peace and calmness it bring to his mind, not until he heard a snarl like sound that he realised he shouldn't be there, dark clouds mount above him and with the thick darkness that engulfed his sight comes the horrors of the night.