“Have the others arrived yet” he muttered, a chill running down his spine. Regardless, heading out to the abandoned factory in the industrial district on the outskirts of town at near midnight seemed both strange and daring.,It is now mid-September, the weather was still very hot before this, but for the past two days it has been raining non-stop, forcing temperatures down to a point where one has to wear long sleeves.,Under the pale yellow beam of light, the scarlet on his fingertips, like rubies in a white porcelain dish, was strikingly conspicuous.。