Krrkkkk....
The sound of something sharp being dragged around echoed throughout the aisle.
Strangely, no other local customers came to this place, as if they were deliberately hiding from something.
As the sound of something sharp scratching the floor crept closer, Leinster saw a huge, rusty blade being dragged carelessly.
The thing was at least half of Leinster's height.
The blade was mottled with black traces of blood, something that couldn't be washed no matter how many times someone cleaned it.
No, wait, it wasn't actually a blade.
It looked more like...
A butcher knife.
The closer the butcher knife to Leinster's place, the stronger the fishy and bloody smell that came from the knife, churning Leinster's stomach.
Thump. Thump.
The sound of heavy footsteps seamlessly mixed in with the sound of the blade scratching the floor, subtly jolting Leinster's heart as well.
Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
This sensation...
He had felt it before.
