Some of those curses didn't actually seem so bad... She rather liked the diea of having wings. 'Not having any colour would be a little boring, though,' she whispered quietly, mostly to herself.
Still, Cream clung tightly, glimpsing at the corridor as they walked. The strange pictures that seemed to flicker and change when they thought she wasn't looking at them and the ugly dripping noises...
And did she hear a beating noice? Like someone's heartbeat only very far away and loud?
Cream decided that she didn't want to know. She half paused for a second, clinging to Chidori's hand and reading the words on the wall: NO GHOSTS TONIGHT.