The Obnoxious Formless Monster

The rowdiness of the surrounding does not seem to cease to exist. Enigmatically, the days are not all fretful. Instead, they are getting quiet and quiet. Things are getting black and white. There is no longer a grey zone for the cowards to find a shelter. The silent killer is at the upper hand. He is taking the form of air and on his way of reaching you. With his weapon about the size of a 4-inch knife, he is facing the point of it and aiming for the back of the 'homeless' for a deadly stab. When he does so, it does not require him too much of energy and time and the targeted prey will be silent forever.
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The people and things do not seem to change much. Once in a while, the uninvited guests intrude the secret bases of the 'homeless'. The bases are the place where they have their souls safely kept and secured. Although their inner peace is disturbed but the consequence does not bring much damage to the already suffered souls.