Rainbow Creation Club: What Washed Away on a Rainy Night

One night, it was raining heavily.
The lashing rain didn't just beat against the ground; it echoed deep within my ears and chilled my body.
There was no point in holding an umbrella; my hair and clothes were already soaked through.

Suddenly, I looked up and saw a woman standing on the road across from me.

A red umbrella and a red dress.
Clinging to the rain, her figure was vivid and eerie, like a bloodstain floating in the darkness of the night.For some reason, I couldn't look away.

The woman seemed to notice me and slowly waved her hand in my direction.
Every time a droplet fell from her slender fingertips, it felt as if she were calling to me.Even though my body trembled with fear, I couldn't leave the spot.

Before I knew it, she was standing right in front of me.
She had slipped through the curtain of rain, and the distance between us had vanished.My heart leaped, and I felt suffocated.

—Her face had eyes, a nose, and a mouth, just as it should.
She was what one might call a beautiful woman, and there was nothing particularly strange about her.

Though I remained confused, I felt a slight sense of relief and let out a breath.

But then, the next moment.
The woman set down her umbrella.The raindrops running down her cheeks began to spread like black streaks.
They looked like tears, but I immediately realized something was wrong.
The contours of her eyes and the shape of her mouth were crumbling as if being dissolved by the rain.

While her red dress remained vivid, her facial features washed away, and eventually—she became a stark white, featureless face.
There was no longer any human expression or breath there; just a white, rain-drenched surface staring at me in silence.

I tried to cry out, but my throat was frozen, and my feet wouldn't move, as if they were nailed to the ground.
Only the sound of the rain echoed with unsettling clarity, and I could do nothing but stand there.

The rain grew even more intense, my vision blurred, and only that white face stood out.
I don't remember clearly what happened next.

When I came to, I was lying on my back on the wet asphalt.
The red shadow and the white face were nowhere to be found.Only, deep in my ears, a sound of water—different from the rain—lingered and followed me.

Were those her footsteps?
Before I could confirm it, my consciousness sank into deep darkness.