At that moment, Charles felt a chill rush up his spine to the back of his skull.
He suddenly realized a terrifying truth. Previously, 3521-1 didn't attack immobile people simply because it couldn't perceive their existence.
A chaotic symphony abruptly filled his ears. 3521-1 was rapidly approaching him.
Charles tried to close his eyes, but to his utter despair, it was like facing the midday sun with his eyes shut; the thin layer of his eyelids was useless, unable to block the dazzlingly beautiful light of 3521-1.
"Everyone stand still! Stay away from me! They're coming for me!" Charles spun around and dashed away, the cacophonous orchestra in hot pursuit.
Charles ran wildly through the pristine building, using his transparent tentacles to push off the walls and accelerate.
He tried to escape the deadly colors, but it was futile. 3521-1 was incredibly fast, and it could even pass directly through walls.
