Like so, the duo made their way towards the strand building on top of the hill amidst the many yellow eyes staring at them from within the fog.
But back in the house, things were far different than they initially seemed.
--A few minutes earlier.--
Bam!
Chan-ki and Angzen had just flown out the window, leaving a young and 'helpless' Dorian to himself.
'...'
Dorian calmly placed the diary in his inner jacket pocket, secretly making its size as small as a pocketbook.
Very calmly, he walked out of the office, walking past the massive bedroom chamber.
The scene looked exactly as it did when he entered.
However, appearances could be deceiving!
Behind Dorian, the walls began to bleed and peel off.
Less than a second along any path he passed, the same phenomenon would occur.
Drip. Drip.~
