Phantom couldn't remember the last time in his life he was so nervous.
His breathing shallow and his lips pressed together, he lay on the cold ground of the Infinite Darkness. He wanted to scream, to shake off his pain. Nobody heard him. A hand grabbed his shoulder. He couldn't breathe anymore. He heard shouts, a strong smell of incense hit his nose and his eyes opened. He clapped his hands over his sweaty face out of sheer shame.
"I told you he's not ready yet Copia" Cumulus said worriedly. She handed the guitarist a glass of water as he lay on the floor and looked at Mountain, who was crouched on the floor next to her, hoping he would say something. Her hope was dashed. All the ghouls sat in a circle. All the windows were covered except for one, through which moonless light shone. Small specks of dust danced in the glow of dim candlelight. The ghouls had released their demons. And they had their thin tails wrapped around their legs.
This was a demon ritual. And Phantom the person who needed to be transformed.
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Ghost story's ( English version)
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