Alex stood there, stunned to the core of his soul as he looked The Whisperer in the eyes.
'Huh?'
But strangely, the soul sucking, terrifying event he was expecting didn't come.
'Aren't I supposed to die when I look at The Whisperer?'
Alex questioned, clearly confused.
The Whisperer looked like a twisted figure of what was once an ordinary old man.
His spine was twisted a complete 180 degrees, with his torso facing the opposite direction of his legs.
However, his deep, stunning red eyes were the most striking feature, as Alex couldn't take his eyes away from them.
Just as the tension seemed to pass, The Whisperer started to morph.
His body twisted and squirmed, causing his already deformed body to become unrecognisable.
'What's going on?'