Catastrophe Containment Facility

This Blonde Girl, barefoot, was running frantically through the midnight forest, as if something terrifying in the silent forest behind her was chasing her. Her arms and legs were all cut by dead branches, and her soles were already covered in bloodstains, but even so, she kept running.

After running for a long, long time, she finally exhausted her strength, and intense pain emanated from all over her body, allowing herself a brief rest.

She squatted on the ground, waited until her breathing calmed, then forced herself to stand up.

In this state, she couldn’t stay here any longer; only in a crowded place could she be safe, and possibly shake off that thing.

At least in such a circumstance, she wouldn’t be the next target of that thing.

But as she stood up, she saw, less than a meter in front of her, stood a bizarre black silhouette.

The figure wore a black suit, with long arms and legs, a faceless countenance, dramatically out of place with this dim forest, as though it was not of this world.

Then on the empty space where the mouth should be, the muscles arched upwards in a smile.

The girl clutched her head, screamed—a scream that shattered her sanity—and squatted on the ground, screaming ceaselessly.

Screaming, screaming, until she died...