"Woof woof!" Logi grabbed Erland's attention towards him.
"What is it, Logi?" Erland asked.
"Rwwoof woof woof. (I sense something weird. It smells like Kabaiel but isn't Kabaiel.)"
Erland furrowed his eyebrows, feeling an unease. "(Smells like him?...) Thomas, could you try turning the knob?(It won't work...I don't know what else to do)"
Thomas turned the knob as hard as he could but the door still did not open. He banged on the door, expressing his anger and let out a sigh as he leaned against it. "How wonderful..." He said, in a mocking tone.
"Has other people come here?"
"Of course. *sigh*" Thomas sat down on the ground, feeling rather tired. "Though all the stories are incredibly absurd. Some say, they have gotten out after filling the house with feces, causing a distress to the souls. Some say they have escaped after making a wonderful woman fall in love with them and convincing them to break the house."
