A high-pitched screech echoed through the attic. Before Leo could blink, the shadows in the corners shifted. Huge, leathery wings began to beat against the rafters. Dozens of oversized bats erupted from the darkness, their eyes glowing like tiny embers.
"At night they fly, you better run. These winged beasts are not for fun." The Jungle Awakens A high-pitched screech echoed through the attic
Leo dove under a heavy oak table as the bats swarmed, knocking over lamps and tearing at the old curtains. The house, once a silent sanctuary, was suddenly alive with the chaos of a world that didn't belong in the 20th century. once a silent sanctuary