"Oh my God..."
The officer had just screamed when a straw-woven head dangled from the ceiling, locking eyes with him. In that moment, his limbs twisted into a pretzel-like shape, and his body contorted like a twisted screw, over and over. His face, frozen in an expression of terror, remained incredulous even in death.
Shhh!
The terrifying scarecrow jumped down from the ceiling and walked into the training ground.
The Santa Fe city police, having just finished a round of instructions and preparing to leave, suddenly saw the frighteningly sinister figure of the scarecrow.
"Fake, what the hell is this? A moving scarecrow?"
"Scarecrow, our target seems to have summoned a scarecrow demon."
"Lachika should be nearby. Is he really here to throw himself into our net?"
The officers were shocked as they looked at the terrifying scarecrow. Many were still in a daze, not expecting their target would dare come to the police headquarters to surrender.
