Chapter 35 - Doll House (13)

While Chu Yi was analyzing the rules of the hunt, beside him Zhao Pengyu was met with a sudden mishap.

Without warning, the door that had originally slammed shut after burning Zhao PengCi to death sent out a low eery thump.

Inside the crack at the seam of the dor, the room appeared dark and gloomy, on the contrary there were no signs of the previous raging flames.

Zhao Pengyu rubbed his fingers together, and a small flame leapt up on his fingertips. A elementary level ability he had acquired after numerous dangers in the instance. He saw that in front of him, the door appeared to be pasted with strips of glaringly red seal tapes; they were red in a very peculiar way. For some reason, it reminded him of a shattered mirror.

The surface of the wooden door was rough and bumpy, as though there was some kind of pattern in relief. Curious, Zhao Pengyu moved the tiny flame closer to one of the raised areas. As the fire illuminated the red door, he realized with a shocking horror - this was no relief, this was an explicitly clear handprint!

Zhao Pengyu backed away a few steps instinctually, then raised his eyes to look at it, and saw that the entire surface of the iron door was covered with handprints, footprints, and other marks left from collisions of whatever else body part. As if ... as if there was somebody trapped inside, someone who repeatedly slammed their body against the door trying to break out!.

In the darkness, the sound of flesh hitting wood continued to flow into Zhao Pengyu's ears. Dull, frenzied, and spine-chilling.

The hair on Zhao Pengyu's nape all stood up on their ends. Goosebumps raising on his arms and yet bizarrely, under the shroud of this massive terror, it was as though the wooden door was a pitch-black hole, reaching out with its eerie pull. He not only did not turn and run away or callout, but couldn't stop himself from reaching out to touch it.

Chu Yi beside him, seemed to be seperated by an invisible wall and no matter how he tried to struggle or yell, there seemed to be a stone lodged in his throat preventing him from speaking.

With horror, Zhao Pengyu stared at his uncontrollable hand as it was pulled towards the door.

No matter how much courage he had before, at this moment, paralyzing fear racked his body.

Just as his hand was about to make contact with the door, a shrill bell sounded by his ears, and a glaring light barged into the stiff mind. Zhao Pengyu's consciousness swiftly pulled away.

The instant before he woke up, he heard amongst the banging what sounded like an intensely pained sob, "Painful...so painful "

Drenched in cold sweat, Zhao Pengyu's opened his eyes. For a couple of seconds, his mind was still blank, before he realized that he had actually been standing with his face plastered onto the room door. He rubbed at the mark on his face left behind by the , and let out a stagnant breath, "Ahh so close ", grasping the tiny bell hidden in the sleeves of his clothes.

A wild gust swept up Chu Yi's long hair, in his head it was as though the enraged sacrifial souls was punishing him with the torture of a thousand cuts. His skin was the first to be torn apart, immediately followed by his flesh, which was carved off one thin slice at a time, revealing the vessels and bones underneath.

The child cocked his head at Chu Yi, his once adorable face now barely recognizable. What remained of the flesh and skin on his face struggled to cover the white of his skull. Despite all this, Chu Yi could sense that he was still smiling. His exposed riba clung onto the tattered rags of his clothing

Eventually, the nightmarish hell faded from his eyes, a warning and a prediction of how he would die.

On his waist Chu Yi could feel the flesh surrounded the mark, slowly wriggle and turn as if something beneath his skin was crawling towards his heart.

Zhao Pengyu was the first to speak, being able to survive in the Nightmare Shuttle, meant that at the very least, your ability to adapt and recover had to be very strong.

"Now it's very apparent that in order for us to get out, we have to kill the souls of the children still stuck in castle. "

"Reliving."

"What-"

"They're reliving their deaths."

In an instant, understanding dawned on Zhao Pengyu's face.

The 104 dead children on the castle ground were never buried, instead their bodies had gone missing on the castle.

From the beginning when they had found the little girl stuffed into a trunk, limbs twisted and broken in order to fit, they had been thrown a very blatant clue.

All the children were reliving their deaths, relaying the same torture over and torture over again, experiencing their death but unable to change it.

Maybe in the burning room, there was a child reliving the moment of being burnt to death, their flesh melting in agonizing pain.

Killing the children, would relieve them from their death, opening the special doors was walking into the scene and witnessing the children's death. Maybe the players had to find a way to save them.

Therefore although both groups had the same objective, the way of going about it was diffrent.

He also realised, This was an opportunity, the castle had regressed into a special state, that means that maybe they would encounter the cause of the children's grievance and figure out what exactly had happened to their bodies.

This would definitely help them survive the Candle-Lit festival two days from now.

Chu Yi was satisfied with the comprehension skills shown by Zhao Pengyu. If he couldn't even understand this simple objective , he wouldn't mind just walking away to complete the task on his own,

"Let's separate first, in order to find the children, we still have to open the doors. Doing it individually would up the intensity. If you meet any of the players observe first, if theres an opportunity search the rooms for clues to the castle."

Zhao Pengyu nodded decisively, separating was indeed the best choice, and staying together would only mean twice the danger , so before long his back disappeared along the second floor.

Chu Yi watched him go, a sneer slowly surfacing on his face.

"Are you coming out or not."

"HONG!"

Buzzing --

The weird and penetrating humming sound occupies the whole space, such as the ten thousand maggot worms squirming, at this moment, the walls, the roof, and even the slabs are floating with mottled white spots, just like this The whole stilted building was built up by maggots. The dense, mildew-like black spots are actually countless pairs of eyes.

What Chu Yi said just now touched a deep taboo.

Countless doors slammed open and from them loud cheerful laughter spread out hauntingly. From the moment he had killed the first child, Chu Yi had sensed countless eyes staring at him with deep malice.

Chu Yi didn't lie when he said that killing the children was the best way to fulfill the task but he conveniently forgot to add something.

Killing the children would also result in becoming the primary target of all of them.

Throughout the instance, others may not have noticed it but Chu Yi wouldn't be fooled.

Zhao Pengyu was an extremely cold hearted player. When he didnt know, he could suggest to take the deformed child out of the trunk but once he realized it could conflict with his intrest, he heartlessly slammed the trunk shut instantly. Ignoring the ground flesh of the first dead victim and calmly searching for clues, and when the burnt body first appeared was able to instantly resume a defensive stance.

There was also another important reason, that instantly blew Zhao Pengyu's i's loyal mask.

On him, he smelled blood. A kind of aura that only belonged to a certain class of people. His hands were definitely stained with the blood of humans.

He didn't believe that such a cold-hearted, experienced and deadly player was a kind person.

Being unguarded around such a man would definitely resulted in being abandoned once a conflict in interest appeared.

Shrik!-

From behind him, the body of a ghost child without its lower limbs was slowly split in half. A joyful smile still stretching at the corner of its mouth.

"Again- AGAIN"

There was no time to think about Zhao Pengyu's matter, now he had to deal with this brigade of unruly, bear children.