Wandering souls wander, worms scatter. Invisible things surround you, and whispers whisper in your ears. Abominable things wait in the abyss. There is no wind, and the ends of your clothes and hair cannot be blown. Musu stares at the abyss, the abyssHe was also watching him. It wasn't until Musu took off his pants that Abyss had to look away in embarrassment.