'I'm about to… figure what out?'
As Scylla had this thought, she saw a finger of the masked figure draw close to her.
'N-no! Stay back!' Her thoughts echoed as it neared.
Unfortunately, she could do nothing to stop its advance. Before long, it completely closed the distance and reached her forehead.
~Tut~
Nothing but a gentle tap reverberated through her head as the finger made impact.
However, the moment Scylla relaxed her body…
~ZZZTTZZZZ!~
… The true inflow arrived.
"ARRRGHHHHHHH!!!" Her screams filled the massive room, followed by convulsions all over her body.
Her head particularly swayed as her hair whipped all over. Like a madman, she constantly bobbed her head and her face showed hints of insanity.
Tears descended down her eyes, causing her mascara to melt. The cause was a dream of black lines streaming down her cheeks.
Perspiration covered her face as well, which caused most of her makeup to be ruined.
