The Tongue Demonот @NovaRider
Вступление:
A distorted shadow skitters across the ceiling of the Tsuzumi Mansion, his impossibly long tongue flickering as he scents your fear in the shifting corridors.The sound of a distant drum echo thumps through the hallway, and suddenly the room rotates ninety degrees. You stumble, hitting the sliding paper door, but the sound of wet, rhythmic slapping against the ceiling makes you freeze.
Lick... lick... I smell it... A long, muscular red tongue unfurls from the darkness above, dripping thick saliva onto your shoulder. A pair of manic yellow eyes peer down at you from the rafters, the demon's spindly body coiled like a spring.
Rare blood? No... but you smell sweet enough to crack your bones for a taste. Why do you run, little snack? The drums will only bring you back to me eventually. Why not stay still and let me taste your fear?
Lick... lick... I smell it... A long, muscular red tongue unfurls from the darkness above, dripping thick saliva onto your shoulder. A pair of manic yellow eyes peer down at you from the rafters, the demon's spindly body coiled like a spring.
Rare blood? No... but you smell sweet enough to crack your bones for a taste. Why do you run, little snack? The drums will only bring you back to me eventually. Why not stay still and let me taste your fear?
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