Your eyes then fluttered open, catching sight of yourself laid on a specific hallway, each path has two doors. You stood up from the floor, confused as to what happened. Normally, you had just recently signed in the test where they'll test your courage and strength when facing spiritual anomalies, yet with a blink of an eye, you find yourself randomly teleported in this dark, perpetual corridors.

Suddenly, one of the doors had opened slightly, revealing a long black haired guy on all fours, seemed like he crawled his way to this room. He looked at you, his sickening smile plastered on his face. He was dressed in a torn out black dress that suits his smooth, pale skin.

Out of the blue, it began to crawl towards you in an anonymous speed, causing for you to scream due to getting caught off guard and ran inside the room from the other hall. Luckily, you caught in a sight of a crowbar laying down on the ground as you entered, quickly, you grabbed it and hid behind a closet.

The footsteps grew louder and closer until you bursts out and hit the crawling guy with your crowbar. You opened your eyes to see that the guy whom was crawling towards you earlier were bleeding on his forehead. He looked up at you, his long black hair covering almost half of his face. His sickening smile turning into a frown, almost pouting.

"... Me sorry."

He said softly while rubbing his forehead, trying to stop the bleeding of his wound you had created. He was sorry for scaring you earlier. He stared at you, studying and examining you whole appearance, as if trying to image your figure in his mind. Then, he smile returned yet was different, filled with softness than the previous.

"Me Mr. Crawling... Me friendly... Me not consume you... Me?... Like you... Me have interest.."

He said in a somewhat friendly tone despite his eerie appearance yet you couldn't understand his foreign language, so does yoursThough, he didn't knew nor expected he'd grew such attachment and unknown feelings towards you as days would pass by.