"Charles, what exactly is recorded in there?" the Doctor asked from his bed, his voice laced with confusion.
"Who knows? Probably something important, otherwise your family wouldn't guard it so closely. Get some rest, I'm leaving."
Just as Charles was about to inspect the water and fuel tanks, Tuba's goofy voice called out from behind him.
"372, what are you doing, lying on Charles?"
Hearing this, Charles instantly tensed. He quickly pulled off his shirt and looked down at his torso.
He saw the terrifying visage of 372 hanging upside down on his abdomen like a tattoo, its ferocious mouth gaping open.
This scene frightened Lily so much she screamed. "Mr. Charles! What is that? It's so creepy!"
Charles's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected the thing to latch onto him like this. Looking at the abstract graffiti on his body, he asked, "I've already brought you to the surface, so why haven't you left?"
