WREN'S POV
IT was already dark. The door was already closed. The only thing that established light inside the house was the lamp.
I opened the front door and went out for a while to see if there was moon and stars. They were visible so I went back inside. To be honest, it was scary outside so I needed to go back. The sight outside sent shivers in every parts of me. Plus, the hairs on my skin were standing up in nervousness and fear.
I was about to close the door when my eyes caught a huge running dog which was very familiar to me. It was Gray. It was running toward my direction. Before it could totally came closer to me, I flashed a wide smile.
"Gray!" I called and it stopped right in front of me. It bent down its head a little as I reached to rub it joyously. It made a low whimper as
