It looked like a white, wax-like creature, dripping and reshaping itself with every step.
Mira froze.
Why was it here?
Then she remembered Alan's words.
Maybe Zephan and Denny had done something before that made the Cursed Spirit attack them right away.
'Was entering this lab that condition?' she thought.
It made sense.
The lab was the most important place. The Cursed Spirit wouldn't leave it unprotected.
"Run!" Mira shouted at the children.
They hesitated, but she screamed again, "Go!"
The Cursed Spirit swung one arm.
She tried to block but was thrown back by the impact.
The notebook she'd been writing clues in slipped from her hand.
The pages scattered across the floor.
Her eyes widened.
She reached for them, but the Cursed Spirit attacked again.
Its wax-like arms melted and spread, pinning her to the ground.
The heat burned through her clothes, and she couldn't move.
Then, from the corner of her eye, she saw movement.
Zephan.
