The Darkness was coming.
I felt it. I could almost smell and taste it. With the light of Raphael's Seal gone, I knew what was next. Hell was about to break loose, ready to swallow us all.
Now, I couldn't see the sky. I couldn't see the moon. I couldn't see anything. The thick clouds and the storm had covered everything, leaving me blind in the pitch-black. But sight wasn't what I needed. My hearing, my sense of smell and touch were all I needed right now.
I could hear the sounds of screaming all around me, the shouts and the cries of the angry demons trapped within the fissure. In the distance, I could hear the sound of the ocean, the waves crashing against the rocks and against each other, the waves of a storm.
I could smell the freshness of the rain, and I could smell the strong scen
