"Please…no bugs…"
Sol whispered to himself as he clutched his spear close to his body like a lifeline, walking slowly throughout the third floor as he gulped.
It was a completely vacant floor, but that made it all the more daunting to search through as to him, any semblance of noise meant something would be there that wasn't meant to be there.
As he took another step into the lightless corridor, the sound of the floorboards creaking beneath his own step made him jump out.
"Gah–!"
He let out a sigh to himself after realizing it was his own step, holding his hand over his heart as he regained his lost breath.
…I'm not made for this kind of stuff. Even if I try my best…at the end of the day, I'm a coward. You can't change who you are naturally…He told himself.
Though he moved slowly, he inspected the floor to the best of his ability, peeking into each room as he moved with utmost caution.