The tongue slathered against the window, covered in rough spines that screeched against the transparent surface.
Then, it disappeared back into a dark red maw that bit at the window, trying to shatter and break through.
Its teeth were sharp and slightly angled outwards.
Both Viesta and Lillian listened as screams erupted inside the train, penetrating through the walls of their room.
However, they were soon silenced as the intercoms of the train rang out:
[Good afternoon, passengers. But there seems to be a group of Barrel Moles obstructing the train as well. Please stay in your seats and wait for the authorities to come. They will not enter the train, I can assure you.]
Viesta, who was previously startled by the sight of the maw, let out an exaggerated sigh at what it was.
Scratching the back of her scalp, she muttered with a frustrated hiss:
"A damn Barrel Mole? So, that's why the train stopped."
Shaking her head, she looked towards Lillian and found her getting up.
