Onslaught of a New Enemy

Even before they could make a run for it, an imperceptible assailant already came pouncing in the form of this horrendous figure.

"Found ya~"

At that very second, they all jump out of their skin in mystification, feeling as if a bucket of cold frigid water just splashed on them. What suddenly materialized out of thin air was a humungous, pitch black silhouette that takes shape of this slender yet sturdy hand with candle-like, spear-edged fingernails.

It moves by itself as if it has its own will, or more like, someone else is maneuvering it from behind the curtains. But then again, it doesn't even need to lift a finger just to scare the living daylights out of anyone.

To any passing soul, merely laying eyes on it is enough to send them scraming.

"H-H-Huh...?"