"What the hell are you?" Loki exclaimed as the grinning face of the ghoul was spine-chilling.
This added to his reasoning to run away from the creepy undead as far as possible. However, before his feet could move, the smiling corpse charged at him with terrifying speed.
All his hair stood to its end as the enemy, with a horrifying smile, sprinted at him with full speed.
His brain instantly drowned in fear, and escape was the only thing it screamed.
Without considering other options, Loki turned around and ran as fast as he could.
What the hell? What the hell!
He focused all his attention on finding a dark corridor or hidden room because that was the only thing that could save him from the abomination running at him with no end.
As expected with his luck, Loki couldn't find his safe haven, even after running for an hour. His stamina was draining fast; he had to do something or else…
