A man emerged from the darkness at the end of the corridor.
This was an utterly terrifying man. The entire dermis of his body had been brutally peeled off, leaving fat, hair follicles, muscles, and nerve fibers exposed directly to the air. The vivid red muscle lines and pulsating cells sent shivers down one's spine, yet the man appeared utterly unbothered, as if indifferent to pain.
Step by step, he advanced toward them. When he reached the entrance of the dining hall, a skeleton wearing a maid's dress approached, holding a tray. On the tray was an item neatly folded—clothing?
No,
After closer inspection, Lynch realized it was a piece of neatly folded human skin.
Yet another skeleton maid walked over, removed the human skin from the tray, and began dressing the man with it as though it were a garment.
