Sun and Moon (Sweet Home)
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Last published Sat, Sep 10, 2022
"Is that blood on his mouth?"
The shutter was now up completely, showing them an unblocked view of the man.
In her peripheral vision, Mi-Sun saw Eun-Hyuk return to the lobby. He came to a halt as he saw what everyone was looking at.
The man's skin was grey, he looked dead. Dark blood covered his face and chest, his nails unnaturally long- more like claws. He stood statue still, staring at them with lifeless eyes.
"Close it," Eun-Hyuk said, somehow sounding calm, from beside Mi-Sun. But no one moved. They couldn't, the lobby was silent.
The silence was broken when screams erupted from the group as the man opened his mouth with a growl, jaw stretching wider than a dinner plate, a long tentacle like tongue swaying like a snake. He stepped towards the door, pressing his body flat against the glass. Cracks began to spider web around him before the glass shattered completely.
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