The sizzling of the rain hummed in the air, footsteps echoing within it in a symbolic clash of natural and unnatural.
The cast of darkness hung in the air, moonlight withheld by the foaming clouds, the rumbling of thunder reverberating within it.
Lightning roamed through it, spreading its volt-filled tendrils to the canvas of the sky, igniting a bright white light with each shudder.
While the rain poured down over the Buildings of the Homeric Academy for Gifted Children, a Melo hue stood in place.
Darkness and irksome, palpable to the senses, creeping over the student's skin like spiders on a freshly killed meal.
They had crossed over from the Cafeteria and were now headed in earnest to the Lecture Theaters.
The Lecturers led at the front, the students lingering behind them and a few selective others remained behind.
This included Jane Lucia and Darrell Silvan, as well as the few others who had been with the group since before.
