The Oldest Dream of Eternal Night

Hassan looked away, uncomfortable.

Carter sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Alright... What's the plan?"

Hassan picked up his phone again, but this time, he seemed more engaged.

"If this thing is drawn to the smell of death, we can use it as bait."

Yuki raised an eyebrow.

"How do you plan to do that?"

"Simple. We recreate a scene that smells like death. Red meat, coated in human blood, left to smolder so the scent spreads. That should be enough to lure the ghoul."

Carter grimaced.

"Charming... And once it's here?"

Hassan shrugged.