What a blessed place.
The visibility was poor, but Fu Qian had confidence in his dynamic vision. That was obviously some kind of humanoid creature, and it even seemed to have ill intent.
Why assume it had ill intent?
Simple. If it meant no harm, why hide?
And it had only glanced back slightly.
There was no doubt that the two of them were being watched with absolute focus.
[The piano player?]
Unable to see anything anymore, Fu Qian grabbed the rigid Eva and pulled her back. He found a pen and jotted down a question.
[No, there's no piano there]
Eva, who seemed to know all sorts of eerie rules, had clearly been badly frightened by what she'd seen. She took a moment to steady her breathing, then quickly wrote:
[Those are just some special taboos that apply to this corridor]
So that person was an extra?
Fu Qian instantly understood and confirmed his guess about Eva's reaction.
It was obvious that, according to what she knew, this floor might be dangerous, but the danger mostly came from special taboos—not from some real, moving monster.
But at the same time, Eva had said earlier that something had gotten inside.
And that was why there was blood in the restroom.
Putting those two things together, it seemed easy enough to guess: that thing had caught up with them.
Of course, to Fu Qian, this was just one possible guess. He didn't think it was the only explanation.
"Ah—"
Unfortunately, Eva didn't seem nearly so objective. At that moment, after keeping quiet the whole way, she finally couldn't hold it in and squeezed half a scream from her throat.
But only for an instant. She immediately clapped a hand over her mouth, almost gagging.
In any case, things seemed to