In the deepest part of Alice's Mansion, on the fringe of this eerie garden, amidst the shadows between the lush shrubs and low-growing trees, there slithered winding, bizarre tentacles as if covered in metallic fine scales, wriggling about!
Rustling noises came again from another direction, and in the corner of his eye, Duncan saw another dark-colored tentacle, akin to the limb of some soft-bodied creature, squeezing through the gaps in the bushes, shaking those twigs, rubbing against the rough soil, emitting a light, delicate sound.
That rustling, delicate noise seemed as though it was calling out.
Duncan instantly expanded his perception, cautiously monitoring any stirrings in the garden, while also locking onto the direction where one of the tentacles had just vanished, and started walking over there.