Dwyn widened his eyes. “Hey, that’s an exaggeration!”
“Do you want to hear the rest or not?”
“Yes, yes, go on!”
“That was when I was filming in Aeriflux that I ran into something really creepy. We were shooting night scenes until around three or four in the morning. When I got back to the hotel, I just collapsed onto the bed, planning to shower after I woke up.”
“But in the middle of the night, someone kept blowing air into my ear, muttering in some strange language.”
“I thought I was dreaming. I couldn’t understand a word, so I ignored it.”
“The next morning, though, I woke up completely soaked—like I’d just been dragged out of the ocean. It smelled fishy and gross. I thought someone had snuck into my room to mess with me, so I asked the hotel to check the hallway surveillance.”
“W
