Novel & Cerita Hantu Tanpa Wajah

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.

The figure stood in the corner of her room, its presence eerie and unsettling. "Why do you keep coming?" she asked, her voice shaking with fear. The figure didn't answer but instead moved closer to her. Noelle took a step back, her heart racing in her chest, her eyes pale. The figure was humanoid in shape but completely white, like a ghost. It had no features, just a blank face that stared at her with empty eyes. Noelle tried to rationalize what she was seeing but couldn't come up with any explanation. As she watched, the figure moved towards her again, reaching out as if to touch her. Noelle backed away until she hit the wall, her eyes wide with terror. She had to get out of there.

Her smile broadened. The second looked more like a dog than a bat, except for the nose, hand, and legs of course. His face resembled a dog face but totally boned and cracked. His ears looked like that on an elf and the rest of his physique is similar to that of the first. Fangs, long and sharp nails, wrinkling and rotten flesh... Sabrina recognized him to be the defendant of the empire, the warrior witch. The penanggal breed of east Asia.

I left Riley behind, crying after me, because I could hear Andy whisper in my ear. “Keep walking, Daddy. Don’t look back.” After Riley and Leo were both sentenced to prison, a cosmetic surgery specialist named Suzanne Jones contacted me. “Mr. Quince, I can perform reconstructive surgery for you and restore your original appearance.” At first, I had given up. I thought I would live the rest of my life with this face. However, Suzanne’s words made me decide to try once more. She said, “I think your son and parents would be very happy to see you restored to your old look.”

“Yeah, that’s me. You’re Sanjay?” As she reaches for the door handle, something shifts in the reflection of the car window. A face. No, not a face. A twisted, grinning halfcat, halfhuman monstrosity, its teeth bared in a grotesque smile. Its eyes pierce into hers, hollow and knowing. Jackie stumbles back with a strangled cry. The driver frowns, turning to check the back seat. “Miss? Is everything okay?” She forces herself to look again. The face is gone. Just her own haunted reflection staring back.

Rather than a face of a human that Khairul hoped to see, unfortunately, a terrifying sight greeted him back. That thing, by any means, is not human! He had no eyes, no nose, and not even mouth! What kind of monster was that?! On the surface, charred plastic-like patches marred the face. That creature stifled an odd chocked laughter. It had spotted Khairul from that distance.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

Hana cannot underestimate their true power. "Don't look; it will get your eyes dirty." The guy on the right said. "Your eyes should only touch the most beautiful things." Hana couldn't help but say, "Go fast; don't know going to get who's eyes dirty." As soon as Hana finished speaking, she was surrounded by hundreds of human-headed spiders. They raced to weave into a large net with blue fluid on top. Zeci poked out his red horns, which were strangely euphoric.

“Is that a human or a ghost?” Across them, dressed in black, a man with a face so deformed that his features couldn’t be differentiated was walking toward them. He had no nose, his teeth were showing, and his eyeballs were even protruding from their sockets. There were craters all over his skin, as if his face had been washed with sulfuric acid. This man was utterly horrendous. If he were to act in a horror movie, he wouldn’t require any special effects makeup. He must be the ghost previously shown on the livestream.

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