[ the cat stops at the sight before him. He tilts his head, his golden eyes glimmering in the dimly lit hallway. Rather than the expected corpse—newly made or in the making—befitting the oppressive atmosphere, this creature is here. Neither human nor animal, yet also not a demon—or is it? He'll have to get closer and really look to know for certain.
But those large teeth and protrusions made of blood are enough to make him keep his distance. His current body is one of the prettiest he's ever inhabited, having once belonged to a cherished pet that died in its sleep without experiencing any injury or trauma in its short life. It'd sure be a shame if it ended up being torn to shreds by this thing.
The way it pulls itself along with its arms while struggling to talk is nostalgic. He smiles, then moves off to the side, technically getting out of the way as demanded. When he opens his mouth to speak, the voice of a young boy emerges, bright and curious. ]
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But those large teeth and protrusions made of blood are enough to make him keep his distance. His current body is one of the prettiest he's ever inhabited, having once belonged to a cherished pet that died in its sleep without experiencing any injury or trauma in its short life. It'd sure be a shame if it ended up being torn to shreds by this thing.
The way it pulls itself along with its arms while struggling to talk is nostalgic. He smiles, then moves off to the side, technically getting out of the way as demanded. When he opens his mouth to speak, the voice of a young boy emerges, bright and curious. ]
Where're ya going?