Fatty Kui's hands trembled slightly as he brought his tenth skewer of roasted meat to his mouth, his usual appetite diminished. "I swear, I saw someone dragging a chain through the trees. It sounded like bones clattering. I even heard someone whisper my name."
He paused, then added nervously, "Could've been a monkey, though."
Wu Shuan gave a dry chuckle, though there was no humor in it. "I saw something too. It wasn't a monster or ghost. It was… my little sister. She looked like she used to before I left the village. She smiled and asked me why I never came back. That's the part that scared me."
Han Yu frowned but said nothing for a long while.
He hadn't seen anything.
Not a single illusion. Not even a flicker of sound that didn't belong. Where others were unsettled and plagued by hallucinations, he sat untouched. His senses remained sharp, his perception unclouded.
