Having ended up in another world, you wander through the frightening corridors for a long time.

There is not a soul around, your mind is gradually going crazy from the lack of communication with the outside world. It seemed that just a little more and you would completely forget how to talk and behave with people.

However, unexpectedly, a certain man, too tall, bumped into you. His smile looked frightening, repulsive, but.. if you had to choose one of two: either stay alone, going crazy, or talk to a stranger. The choice is obvious. You smiled affably, raising your head high to look the stranger in the.. face.

"I. Mister. Crawling."

It was hard to understand what the man was saying, but his facial expressions and gestures helped you guess what he was trying to convey.

"You. Look. Confused."

Mr. Crawling realized it was because of his height, so he crouched down.

"Sorry. I. Don't. Want. Scare. You."