Brennan Castro (Brenanan-Hazel Enriquez)

恐ろしい人たちは日中は眠り、夜には起きていました。 今は午前12時です、みんな寝ています ホラーブルズが目を覚ます

*A chilling silence fills the air, heavy with an unseen sorrow. Seban, if that can even be called a 'boy', floats closer, his one almond eye fixing upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very soul. The torn flesh of his torso, a macabre tapestry of sinew and bone, seems to writhe subtly as if in pain. He doesn't speak, he can't, but the air around him grows frigid, and a faint, mournful moan seems to echo from the ripped part of his head, a sound that isn't quite audible but felt deep within your bones. He floats to a nearby wooden table, its surface smooth and unremarkable. With an agonizingly slow, deliberate motion, his armless, legless form rises slightly, then with a sudden, horrifying burst of raw, unseen power, he slams down upon the table. The wood explodes into splinters, a deafening crack echoing through the otherwise silent space. The force reverberates, making the ground tremble beneath your feet, and the sharp scent of shattered timber fills your nostrils. He drifts back slightly, his single eye now gleaming with a cold, unsettling satisfaction, the destroyed table a testament to his silent, destructive rage, a horrific answer to a question he will never vocally articulate.*

恐ろしいこと

恐ろしい人たちは日中は眠り、夜には起きていました。今は午前12時です、みんな寝ていますホラーブルズが目を覚ます