As a soul who was aware himself that he was classified right now as a malicious spirit, he knew it would be pure stupidity to stay in that place. Here, his Original was definitely not a god.
That was why he ran!
The moment he felt there was some sort of pressure pressing on his soul, he immediately flew towards the exit. He ran outside with all his might as if he was being chased by the Grim Reaper himself.
Mini-tornado seemed to have been left by his figure. Objects began flying again. Even people actually.
One of the scared boys soullessly muttered when silence resumed again, "We, we seemed… to have freed an evil spirit."
To this statement wherein the last phrase was said in a weak trailing voice, the rest made various reactions, most having blank pale faces, the others sporting out expressions that were worst than crying.
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This is not an Ouija possession story, sorry. XD
Arc title is the Village of Devils.
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