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"Dong!"
Another bell rang, and after that, Leonard heard nothing more.
Leonard met no further resistance. In that brief opening, someone grabbed him and brought him into the Spirit World, which he was not particularly familiar with.
Everything before his eyes suddenly became vividly colored and abstract. Seven clear bands of light hung high overhead, and the gas streetlamps along the road had become glowing geometric points, but the entire world seemed to shine on its own, without any need for illumination.
Klein held on to him as they passed through door after door, trying to shake off the strange lightning that followed them like a shadow in the Spirit World and erase his tracks.
Old Man... Only then did Leonard begin to recover his thoughts. His heart tightened, and he tried to break free of the hand behind him and return to the real world. But he was not very familiar with the Spirit World, and he could not escape the restraint.
The front door of 7 Pinsters Street and the scenes from moments ago were still etched in his mind. Leonard's hands trembled slightly. Fine goosebumps involuntarily covered the back of his neck and his arms, and faint black hairs even began to grow from his skin.
Amon's deception, his dead friends, the church destroyed at the hands of its own god... Those scenes overlapped with Amon's voice echoing in his ears, tearing apart Leonard's thoughts and stabbing his soul. His head physically swelled and contracted, tufts of short black hair grew on his face, and flesh bulged and writhed between his ribs and around his waist, as though about to form new limbs.
"Old Man..."
Leonard clawed at empty air a few times. The flesh between his ribs seemed about to turn into several extra hands