The Dread of Damned - Chapter 85: Inner Sanctum

... to the figure as he rose to his feet. I followed suit, and together we began to walk, Father leading the way. The figure turned silently, and as we walked, I found myself observing it closely, noticing peculiar and fascinating details. It moved with an uncanny stillness, as if it existed only in appearance. Even walking right beside it, the figure seemed to vanish from my senses the moment I looked away. There was no sound—no heartbeat, no rushing blood—sensations that any nocturnal being could ...