Thank You For Helping!

On the third floor of the mall, in a dark room, a man's scream was heard.

The scream was not only filled with pain but seemed like the person was filled with horror.

Meanwhile, the man wailed as he glanced at the person standing in front of him.

He seemed to have peed in his pants as there was a stench of urine filling the room even though it was damp and dark.

The figure opposite to him was standing with a sneer on his lips but there also seemed to be a wave of flaming anger burning in his eyes.

The man who had wailed plopped on the floor as the stench of urine increased as he glanced behind.

A shiver went through his spine as he saw the thing behind him was his own hand, amputated from his shoulder, there seemed to be some sort of magic in the hand though.

Yes, the fingers were still looking as if they were moving.

"So, can I go now?"

Hearing the cold voice behind him, the man's soul almost left his body.