Thread:KingofYamsTere/@comment-40046693-20190815201930/@comment-40046693-20190817005257

The woman was unable to form words, and she buried her face into her hands. A gust of wind blew in, ringing one of the cracked bells. Instead of the grumbling noise, there was a bloodcurdling scream. The woman was visibly shocked. “That’s... his voice!” The woman cried. She immediately ran inside the tower, crouching to avoid the bells on the ceiling. She makes it to the end of the room and enters a door, presumably to the next floor. Follow her?