Oftentimes, the strangest things happen when we least expect it. When everything appears to be normal, suddenly, out of the blue, a drastic change can occur, sending our world spiraling out of control. But nothing like this had happened in such a long time, especially in Crownhill.

By the time it reached the decaying bricks and damp asphalt of the cold, dark street, the pouring rain was barely a drizzle. Drip. Drip. The rain slowly formed at the corners of the large neon billboards, which lined the walls and hung facing downward above the street and dripped…