It was the first time she had felt this terror from the depths of her soul-the fear of an evil being of a higher order.
For the first time, she, a ghost herself, felt what the humans she had once tormented had felt.
That...
Fear of the unknown.
She clamped her hands over her mouth, trembling as she watched the shadow drawing steadily closer.
Then, all of a sudden, the Tentacle Monster's shadow stopped.
Something seemed to have caught his attention.
A few seconds later.
There was a creak.
He seemed to have opened the door to the room next to hers. The enormous, uncanny shadow of his tentacles vanished, as though he had entered that room.
Another brief silence followed.
The next moment.
Shrill, terrified screams suddenly rang out from the room next door. Her eyes widened, and she instantly clamped her hands over her mouth.
Several stronger Evil Spirits and Crawlers had been stationed next door to attempt an ambush and a surprise attack.
But now it seemed...
I was far too naive!!
She trembled and waited.
Soon, the screams from the neighboring room faded. Amid a rustling sound, she once again saw the long shadows of the tentacles and the beak-faced monster cast along the corridor.
This time, every tentacle's shadow had a struggling humanoid figure wrapped in it.
She clutched her head in terror, not daring to move.
Then, slowly.
She saw it.
One of the humanoid shadows wrapped in a tentacle was brought before the beak-faced monster's shadow. He tilted his head upward, seemingly examining it, or perhaps staring at it, inspiring a terror that reached into the depths of the soul.
A few seconds passed like that.
The next moment.
A piercing scream suddenly rang through the corridor.
Her pupils contracted sharply, and she