Delia's POV.
I was even prepared for the door to be violently destroyed by the other party, but what I didn't expect was that the sound of scratching the door simply disappeared after a short while.
The footsteps were getting farther and farther away from me, and he didn't seem to notice that there was someone in the room, so maybe the door was blocking his movements.
The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, but I knew the man hadn't left.
I went to the door and gently opened it. The corridor was only covered with blood and I couldn't see a single figure except for that.
Such a move seemed a bit crazy, but in this case, I had no other choice.
I followed the bloodstains, all the way through. The man seemed to have been wandering around this house, and even though there was
