Chapter 30
Just as Kakarai was about to assimilate the creature into his arm, the corpse twitched.
Violently.
Its body began to thrash, spasming like something dragged back from the edge of death. Muscles convulsed. Bones shifted. The stillness shattered.
Kakarai froze.
He didn't notice what was missing.
The mannequin.
It was no longer in front of him.
In a flash—
It was behind him.
A massive club descended.
Bang!
Kakarai's head was slammed into the floor.
Before his body could react—
Bang!
Again.
The blow forced his skull down, his face smashing into the carpet, then rebounding upward only to be driven down once more. The sound echoed through the silent Backrooms like metal striking stone.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Each strike followed the same cruel rhythm—club to skull, skull to floor—over and over. The impacts became continuous, mechanical, merciless.
Cracks spread across Kakarai's skull.
"Vos ?!" he screamed, his voice tearing apart as madness and pain collided.
