Rather than a person, it would be more accurate to call it a humanoid object.
The head was a round pillow, with two black dots where the eyes should be, and the white pillow that made up its torso propped up the body. There was an indented black line at the waist, and the arms and legs were slightly thinner pillows, but there were neither hands nor feet.
It looked like a pillow person.
The pillow person was now leaning against the wall, arms spread wide, ready to ambush Qian Cangyi who was about to walk out of the living room entrance.
As Qian Cangyi walked behind the pillow person, he pushed hard, knocking the pillow person to the ground, then tied its arms and legs into a knot.
7 seconds passed.
Time started to flow again.
Qian Cangyi assumed a defensive stance, ready to cope with any attack from the pillow person.
The pillow person lay prone on the ground, its body beginning to twist.
"Who are you?" Qian Cangyi lifted his right foot, stepping on the pillow person's body.
