Chapter 381: Keeping an Eye on Things
Ughhhhh.
“James? Is everything okay?
“Why aren’t you moving?”
Sister Nuan’s voice seems faint against my mind.
What’s… going… on..?
All I see is the eye. The Blank. Fish. Eye.
My improved scan is working against me, making it so that I can tell the amount of danger I would be in if I made the wrong move. And with this, I can’t seem to focus on anything else, out of the pure fear coursing through me.
Adding to that, it seems like the mere knowledge of such an existence with the subconscious probe aspect of my scan is pressuring me in ways similar to when Sister Nuan had done so… but on a mental wavelength rather than a physical one. Most terrifyingly, I can tell it isn’t even intentional.
My scan intuitively checks out the deeper aspects, even if I’m filtering it, so that I can view it.