Villain Ch 1939. Kill Anything that Moves and Avoid Anything that Doesn't
A whisper curled through the hallway like breath against skin.
"She… waits… for the supper…"
"Okay," Red_King said, breathing hard and pressing closer to the group. "Okay. This is cursed. Full cursed. No half measures."
Allen slowly sheathed his dual daggers, eyes scanning the walls.
"Let's move."
"No plan?" Red asked.
"Plan's the same," Allen muttered without looking back. "We kill anything that moves and avoid anything that doesn't."
"That's not a plan," Mastercraft said. "That's trauma speaking."
Allen glanced at the stained walls, the smear of ghostly prints still dripping. "Trauma works."
Another hallway. This one twisted.
At the end… a mirror.
Tall. Antique. Gold frame shaped like a screaming mouth.
It didn't show their reflection.
Just the prayer room.
Behind them.
But… empty.
The ghost woman stood in the mirror.
And she was walking toward them.
"RUN!" Red_King shouted.
