The two walked one behind the other and soon reached the hotel's reception desk.
There was no one at reception, but there was a skull-shaped sign.
Murder approached the skull sign, and it toppled straight over as though deliberately trying to scare someone.
Clack!!
It gave Killer's already fragile heart a fright.
Killer hurried over to Murder and linked her arm through his.
"Don't panic, Killer."
Murder soothed Killer's nerves with his words, but he strode toward the hotel elevator without the slightest hesitation, as though he knew no fear.
"I'm not Kil-buddy, are you sure you really want to take this elevator??"
"Why wouldn't..."
Murder turned back to speak to Killer, only for his dead-fish eyes to suddenly widen as though he had seen something utterly staggering.
"? Bro, why do you look so..."
Before Killer could finish, Murder grabbed her and rushed into the elevator.
The elevator's timing was suspiciously perfect-it had opened neither earlier nor later, but right at this moment. Still, Murder could think of no better solution.
Dragged into the elevator by Murder, Killer found a chance to look back and received a terrible fright herself.
She now understood why Murder had made that face.
Countless oversized skeletons surged toward them like a tide, moving with bizarre, jerky steps.
They seemed to appear out of thin air, pouring out of corners neither of them had noticed before.
Every skeleton's mouth gaped a full half meter wide, with four or five rows of densely packed teeth that made their horrifying appearance even worse.
Most terrifying of all, these skeletons wore clothes in the same style as theirs.
They were the spitting image of a "horror version of Sans."
And that still wasn't the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying part was that every step these things