After emerging from the portal, Myne's first instinct was to glance at the cemetery entrance. He expected to see Mr. Ghost dancing joyfully at June's safe return there, but to his surprise, he didn't even catch a shadow of him. Of course, he was a different matter that ghosts don't have shadows in the first place.
This damn bastard! After causing me so much trouble, now that I've finished the job, he doesn't even bother to come out and greet me, Myne cursed Mr. Ghost in his heart while walking toward the main door. But as he touched the doorknob, he paused, remembering the horrifying scene from the previous night: June's house, transformed into a macabre purgatory, littered with rotting human parts and blood. The stench of decaying flesh was so overwhelming that it made him want to vomit. If June, already mentally fragile, had witnessed such a ghastly spectacle in her house, she would undoubtedly have had nightmares for a long time.
