Tagging Along 3

"Hoo... Thanks, little sis. Where are your parents?" Ajie panted, lowering his camera and habitually aiming it at the little girl's back to snap a photo. Just then, the little girl slowly turned around. When he got a clear look at her face through the camera's viewfinder, Ajie's breath caught – it wasn't a little girl's face at all! Above the bright red clothes sat the face of an extremely old woman, withered and wrinkled, with a deathly pale complexion! Her eye sockets were pitch-black voids, her mouth stretched into a grotesque grin revealing a row of blackened, sharp teeth, and she let out a shrill, distorted cackle.