113 Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

“What did you say...?”

Cecilia couldn't make sense of what Ian had said at once.

The moon had turned into a monster. It was a simple sentence, but the meaning behind it was quite complex.

But Ian didn't give her time to understand.

More precisely, he couldn't. He had sensed a presence from deep in the forest.

[Wait a moment. Cover your eyes.]

After leaving Cecilia with that message, Ian slowly stood up. Then he aimed his gun toward the source of the presence and swallowed hard. A thick sulfur stench rushed in with every breath he took.

“A, aaagh!”

A moment later, a Nazi officer, his whole body burned, came pushing through the brush. Gripping his head with an arm whose skin and muscles were melting away and oozing, he trembled all over. His staggering steps were alarmingly unsteady.

“Why did you follow us!”...