The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,"Excuse me, is there a police station nearby" He put a shilling on the table and asked.,He thought to himself, unconsciously starting to be thankful that he had just locked the door...。