Right, what are you hiding!
Accusations flooded toward the person in front whose back of the head was showing, from adamant rejection to sharp sarcasm and to unrestrained cursing, Yu Liang watched as his mouth opened and closed nonstop, pouring the most venomous of words onto that "himself" at the entrance of the corridor.
Even now his mind was still muddled, for he wasn't sure what had happened to him.
On him, where there shouldn't have been a mirror image, one appeared, and his face had turned into the back of his head; soon after, he became the "Thin Man" at the end of the hallway.
During this process, he hadn't even felt a strong presence of Paranormal Creatures.
Whether it was the "Darkness" he couldn't touch or the "Ghost Men" with their eerie faces around him, none had brought him any intense sense of oppression, or in other words, they seemed to be creatures he could "understand".
