Shiitake looks up at the skitty, "Hey, there's no need to be scared, I'm not gonna hurt you." A vine sneaks out from under his neck frills, reaching up nonthreateningly. He smiles and tried to give off a harmless and trusting aura, "What's wrong?"
> The surrounding area seems to darken with every new voice.
> A distant, soft humming fades into audible range. It makes one’s head feel tight, as if it was underwater.
> The Haunt floats further away from all the rising attention, apparently distraught. The humming is only growing louder, more uncomfortable, when-







