At last, I understood why my scythe had stopped. Touko hadn't done anything. I was
just afraid. Somewhere deep inside, I understood the monster that was hidden within
that bag. That's right. Doesn't the shape of that bag remind you of something?
Too large to really be called a bag, it was a cube.
Just like Add - it was a box, within which was hiding some sort of mythical creature,
wasn't it?
"-Touko Aozaki. You are..."
My voice wouldn't leave my throat.
The name for what reached out from that bag...perhaps tentacle would be appropriate.
With a pressure and softness that even Add couldn't cut easily, it wrapped itself around
the blade and grip of the scythe, and even my hands.
At last, a pure, physical terror erupted from my throat.

The Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II, Volume 3, Chapter 2, Part 3