As several final notes drifted out from the room, the door to Sno's bedroom opened. Fully dressed, Sno looked at the two anxious people and frowned.
"Didn't I tell you to get some rest?"
"But the sounds outside..." Sera pointed at the cabin door. Listening to the pattering outside, she couldn't help feeling a chill crawl down her spine.
"Don't worry. My room has God's protection. If they can get in here, there won't be anywhere you can hide... Forget it."
As Sno spoke, he shook his head and reached for the handle. With a creak, the door opened, and the pattering beyond the cabin door vanished without a trace.
However, the sight outside did nothing to reassure Sera and Light. Gray, viscous moss, like internal organs, had spread across every corner—the ceiling, the floor, the walls... The moment the door opened, they even felt as though they were no longer inside a ship's cabin, but within the body of some enormous creature.
The moss was not still. It rose and fell in a certain rhythm. Yet when Sno saw the scene, the first thing that came to mind was Alien.
Well, it wasn't a spaceship, but it really did look almost the same.
"Th-then... how are we supposed to get out?" Light looked at the scene beyond the door and immediately shrank back. Sera's face looked even worse. Her throat bobbed several times, as if she were about to vomit—it was hard to tell whether it was from excessive nervousness or the sanity-draining sight before her.
"We aren't going out for now." Sno touched his ring, and a magnificent Angel with Thirty-Six Wings appeared before them. It flapped its wings and hovered in the air before flying straight out of the cabin—until he understood the nature of the moss,