The monster's senses were still going bonkers. All of the scents were leading it this way and that, up and down the corridors. It had returned to latching itself onto the ceiling, making its way throughout the castle undetected. Now its stomach was beginning to churn. The smell of human flesh was making it the hungriest it had ever been.

And the sight of the girl on the fourth floor was making the monster's mouth salivate. She was definitely a lot smaller than some of the others it had come across ... and she was alone. Easy pickings.

Hanging from the ceiling, the creature silently moved itself so that it was directly above the girl. Its lips were licked with a long, skinny tongue. Unable to control itself, some of its saliva dribbled out of its mouth and onto the girl's head.