บท 358: Chapter 358. Memories Carved in Darkness

Bracing himself for a gruesome demise like the three men around him, Mr. Ghost, who had been observing him intently, made an unexpected move.

It didn't give Myne a horrific beating before giving him a permanent visa to hell like those three men. Instead, it drifted towards the right wall, raising the pulsating child's heart clutched in its hand high, it slammed it against the surface in a grotesque display of anger before moving in a jerky, unpredictable way.

Myne's stomach churned as he witnessed the entity using the living heart as a macabre paintbrush, dragging it across the wall to write in a clumsy script of blood. Despite the horrifying imagery, the writing itself was unimaginably poor.