Hidden Monster 소설 & 이야기

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

Malisha and Grayson stay in the bus, and Malisha asks, "How many of them do you think there are?" Grayson scans the monster, and says, "Five." "This is definitely an ambush," she mutters. "How do you think they found this game?" Grayson asks fully confused. "I have no idea how they entered it. Once we are done with this, we all have to find out," Malisha says. They are still waiting to see what is about to happen, when the monster carries a stone to throw.

Her grip on his arm tightened, her nails digging into his skin. Bima couldn't move. His injured leg throbbed with pain, and the absolute darkness paralyzed all his senses except for his hearing and smell. The monster was moving in front of them, and he knew it. [Warning! Unknown Biological Entity (BOSS Level – 'Slime Lurker') approaching!] [Slime Lurker Objective: Detect heat sources and unknown odors. Attack Power: High. Defense: Medium. Weakness: Light and High-Frequency Vibrations.]

“You go first.” I glanced at her. “Why me?” She shot me a look. “Because if something jumps out, I want you to get the honor of slicing it first!” Despite everything, a weak laugh escaped me. “Wow okay, what’s up with you, you used to be less scared?” “I’m serious, Manolya,” she whispered, her eyes darting toward the shadows between the pillars. “What if there are monsters here? From the obsidian dimension? I think I’m having flashbacks from Derinkuyu the underground city, I can’t help but feeling scared ”

“I myself do not exactly know who he is, but he has been here for a long time, every master and pet he has registered soared great heights. In the Academe we call him, the Spirit Guardian.” ********** Screams and cries can be heard all over the village. Every house was already engulfed by the fire and dead bodies can be found in the streets. The monsters were still running rampant killing every living thing it sees. In the third house from the entrance of the village, two children were hiding in the small and dark storage room of their house. Only the light from the gaps in the floor serves as their light. The older sister covered the sibling’s mouth in an attempt to keep her cries low. Thro

The grass and the hedges are overgrown, and little rats and other creatures are scurrying all over the place, not even afraid of people anymore. We tie the horses in a hidden part close to the forest, making sure they're not going to be visible to anyone else even though no one is there anymore. The wind is blowing hard, going through the rattling windows and making me think that there's someone watching. But I can't smell anyone. I can't sense anyone either. The silence would have given away any kind of movement, but even the underground where the monster is supposed to be is completely quiet.

Talking made things worse. He looked at the shelf of toys. There were dolls. Cars. Animals. Monsters. He picked up a monster. It was green with big teeth. He put the monster in the hole. Then he covered it with sand. "Hiding the monster," Dr. Yuki said. "Good idea." River looked at her. She understood. You had to hide the monsters. If you didn't, they came out at night. He picked up a small doll. A boy doll. He put the boy doll on top of the sand mound. Right over the monster.

There was no magic he could not penetrate, no hidden spell he could not unravel. ******* Nestled deep within the shadows of a dense, ancient forest lay a chilling sanctuary hidden from mortal eyes. The entrance, shrouded by creeping ivy and moss-covered stones, led into a vast chamber with vaulted ceilings, adorned with eerie, flickering torches casting dancing shadows on the damp, stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of must and decay, punctuated by the metallic tang of fresh blood.

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.