Rako couldn't open his mouth, staring at the figure above who looked so terrifying and seemed to be trying to get into his mind. Every eye on its body moved, staring straight at Rako without revealing the intention behind it. Every part of his body felt like it was freezing, unable to move even though his instincts kept telling him to run. Especially when it started to move, so slowly using its long, skinny hands, like a spider. It was unclear how many hands it had, but small footsteps could be heard accompanied by the creaking of wood struggling to bear its weight.
In front, there was a large eye that suddenly opened wide, splitting into two revealing sharp, jagged teeth like a grinder. No sound came from within, no breath, just an unsettling feeling touching their heads from behind.
Glok turned to him, shocked to find Rako sitting with a pale face. His eyes were wide open, full of fear, trying to say something but his mouth was just open without a sound.
