Yuuta was quietly walking along one of the streets from the library to his apartment when he heard moaning. His mind instantly went to one of the many horror movies he had a habit of watching during October (thank you, American influence), but he shook it off. There was no way.
But then he saw movement. Slow, methodical movement heading towards him.
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But then he saw movement. Slow, methodical movement heading towards him.
There's no way!