The Agreed Meeting Place

"This..."

Gryph was overwhelmed by such densely packed fear and instinctively reached for the revolver in his trouser pocket.

At the same time, that familiar notification sound rang out again.

'Sanity Check in progress... You may choose to use the ability "Third Eye" to peek at the driver's true appearance. If successful, the difficulty of the Sanity Check will increase.

If you still pass the check, you will receive a "special reward."

Failure will result in double the loss of fear, and you will also be taken by the driver to a dangerous area.'

In the past, Gryph would never have taken such a risk. Steady progress was his style. But the chain of events that had just occurred had already shattered his state of mind and ruined the pleasure he had found in playing this actor's game.

"This is really making me sick. This performance isn't just an acting test anymore. It's starting to turn my stomach!

"At worst, I just won't play this game anymore. Even if all my fear is drained away, I can just find William afterward and force him to give it back."

Taking advantage of the drunkenness brought on by drinking half a bottle of whiskey on an empty stomach, Gryph opened his Third Eye and used the rearview mirror to peek at the driver's true appearance.

Ash fell onto the driver's faceless features.

The smooth, braised-egg-like skin was scorched open by the ash, revealing the true face beneath.

It was a series of layers of embedded pits filled with red flesh.

Each layer was studded with dense fangs.

Chaotic, shapeless strands of brain tissue coiled within them.

The brain strands rose up, emerging from the face and slowly growing into the back seat, where they clustered around Gryph's face.

Gryph himself