Morgue Cannibal Legend

Be obedient and don't look... Tick tock... Tick tock... There was a pungent smell in the air, a mixture of putrid smell and some kind of sweet fishy smell. A long passage extends forward, and the lower half of the mottled walls on both sides are covered with smooth moss, glowing with a faint green light under the dim light... The lightbulb above the head lingered on, flickering on and off, making a sizzling, tooth-aching sound of electric friction... Tread... Tap... Tap... Tap... Creak... Creak... The sound was amplified in the empty passage, carrying an ominous rhythm...