Chapter 59): Body Temperature
Daydream’s gaze went back and forth.
Pharoah was already nearing the fourth floor, beckoning Daydream to follow him.
Seeing that the two girls didn’t follow, he stopped and leaned against the handrail of the stairs, urging them to follow him.
Daydream stood motionless; two or three metres ahead of the stairs leading to the second floor, they were engulfed in darkness.
‘Brazil’s gone…’
Something lays dormant in the darkness, waiting for its next prey.
At this moment, that familiar, white porcelain plate jumped out from the corner of her vision.
Clang!
The darkness of the corridor became thicker, and the light from her flashlight weakened as if it were being consumed by the ever-growing darkness. All she could see was a radius of less than one metre surrounding her.