The little thing peered at him, with its black beady eyes, and as Mr. Valen stared at the thing, he felt his hair stand on end.
'What-? argh!"
Mr. Valen was forced to cut himself short as the thing moved, faster than he could perceive and as it did, pain exploded in his system.
The pain was sudden, so quick that Mr. Valen could not help but grunt, his breath hitching as he inhaled too much of the sulfuric air within this confined space.
Quickly, Mr. Valen looked at the source of the pain, and his eyes widened when he saw it; his pinky finger was missing, gnawed off by the beast.
Like a startled animal, Mr. Valen looked around, to his left, then to his right, but he could not find anything.
"DisGusTing SpAwn!"
A strange, almost fluctuating voice spoke, its tone dripping with malice, and as it spoke, Mr. Valen felt his mind shake, his senses trembling.
