The mere thought of it sent a wave of dread coursing through Ren, a gnawing sensation that threatened to consume him whole.
Could it truly be possible? Were those once familiar faces now twisted into monstrous forms, haunting the corridors of their own home?
The unsettling possibility lingered in Ren's thoughts, casting a shadow over his already troubled mind. He squeezed his eyes shut, as if by blocking out the world, he could also shut out the harrowing images that plagued him.
But try as he might, Ren couldn't shake the gnawing uncertainty that gripped him.
What had become of Leonel's family? Of him?
The questions swirled in Ren's mind, tormenting him with their unanswered implications.
"They must be imposters," Ren murmured to himself, his words a feeble attempt to rationalize the inexplicable. "Some sort of creatures capable of mimicking human form."