She didn’t understand why.
As a president of her level, Shi Tianzhu should make
decisions based on a rational assessment of the pros and cons.
Wasn’t it highly beneficial for her to have three additional
ghost friends on the sixth floor?
Then, the only person on the fifth floor who clearly welcomed
her, Zhu Ji, died.
To make matters worse, she discovered the putrid flesh and
blood oozing out of the balloon dolls.
Combined with Shi Tianzhu forbidding her to go back, and
after completing several instances, her high intellect made her realize
something.
If, last night, she threw her stone ghost friend out, there
was still a hint of negligible guilt. But now, in a certain second, she even
thought it would be fine if she was the one opening the door tonight and
throwing another one out.
She sat beside her three ghost friends, her body stiff, the
hairs on her body standing on end.
Thinking about the past few days when she slept with her
ghost friend, she felt a nauseating disgust.
For the first time, she calmly waited for the monster
children’s arrival. Having one more or one less ghost friend didn’t seem so
important anymore.
[Mother’s womb is so warm, I want to tear it to hell to
accompany.
When I died, it trembled. But its attachment to me?]
Here it comes.
She waited for her door to be forcefully smashed.
With a “clang” sound, the sound of the door hitting the
ground echoed.
Bai Shuang stood up in surprise.
***
Liu Liantian was the second player, following Chen Jinpeng,
to demand luck points from a ghost friend.
He originally had 3 luck points and now received 2 points.
That was already considered a lot for a player.
He should have been very happy, but after the consecutive
deaths of Chen Jinpeng and Zhu Ji, he felt a vague uneasiness, especially today
when he witnessed Zhu Ji’s death in the garden and smelled the strong stench of
decay coming from the balloon ghost friend’s body.
“What am I afraid of?” He cheered himself on. “At least it
won’t be me who dies tonight. It must be one of Bai Shuang’s ghost friends who
gets thrown out.”
He glanced at the ghost friend sitting next to him.
His ghost friend was a plastic foam doll, the kind commonly
used for preserving and shock absorption, with facial features carved out and
painted with pigments, creating a face that would startle anyone awake from a
dream and make them unable to sleep all night.
In addition to the hollowed-out facial features, there were
pits on its arms where someone had dug into them.
Those were the pits Liu Liantian had dug into it when he
wanted to extract luck.
The ghost friend noticed his gaze and shrank back.
Liu Liantian wondered if the things inside its body were also
so foul and disgusting.
Noticing the ghost friend’s shrinking back, Liu Liantian’s
gaze flickered.
After much struggle, when he heard the monster children’s
singing voice, a forced smile appeared on his face. He stiffly reached out to
embrace it and said, “Don’t be afraid. I will definitely protect you.”
Clang!
The door in front of them fell with a loud noise.
Liu Liantian widened his eyes in terror.
His earlier statement about protecting the ghost friend had
some false elements, but at this moment, he sincerely wanted to protect it.
There was no hesitation in his hand as he eagerly tried to hold the ghost
friend in his arms.
Unfortunately, the densely packed insects were faster than
him.
They lifted the foam doll and swiftly moved outward.
“Ziya—Ziya—!”
The foam doll cried and struggled frantically on the swarming
insects, but it seemed to be stuck to them, unable to struggle at all.
“Momo!”
Li Liantian climbed up in panic, disregarding everything to
save the doll. “Momo!”
The fear and worry in his eyes were genuine this time, not a
pretense.
After Momo saw the insect, she suddenly gave up struggling,
but its tears became even more intense. “Zi... ya...“
The insects crawled up to Li Liantian’s body, tightly
wrapping around him.
He continued to struggle desperately, vigorously swinging his
arms and stumbled towards the doll. A huge black worm followed.
“Momo, I... I will never dig your bubble again. You have to
hold on.”
It felt like something had lodged in his throat.
The boy’s voice was hoarse and blurred. “I understand now. It
turns out... you... are... the most important... person to me... my life...”
“Zi... ya...“ The tears of the plastic foam doll
were white, as if tiny plastic particles were falling from it.
“Ziya!”
When the black worm finally caught up and reached out to grab
the doll, the insects threw it downstairs.
He did not retract his hand, and the black worm followed them
as they both tumbled down.
When the doll was captured by the monster children, it was
held in Li Liantian’s embrace through a layer of black insects.
Regardless of selfishness, before its destruction, the foam
doll finally felt the warmth of an embrace once again.
[Player Li Liantian’s ghost friend has been destroyed.]
[Player Li Liantian has died.]
Bai Shuang opened the door in astonishment and saw the Gu
Witch standing at the entrance of room 507.
The other two players from the fifth floor also emerged from
the door.
After Qian Dongfang, Zhu Ji, and Li Liantian had all died,
only four players remained on the fifth floor.
Little Gu Witch looked at the surprised Bai Shuang and
hoarsely spoke, “Welcome to join us. We, the fifth floor, must maintain the
strongest fighting force.”
Her voice sounded as if it had been scraped against
sandpaper, even her laughter was coarse and rough. “Last time, the Yongming
Guild defeated Shi Tianzhu in a dark, species-infested dungeon.”
The other three people on the fifth floor raised their heads,
their gazes burning. The dim corridor on the fifth floor fell silent.
Suddenly, the witch turned her head towards the door.
***
In the second that the witch left her room and the door to
room 507 closed, a young boy quietly revealed his head on the glass.
All the insects in the window uniformly turned to face him.
A continuous flow of black energy was inputted onto the
window, and each insect, as if intoxicated, turned its head and looked at him.
With his tender little hands, he pushed the insects to the
side and crawled in through the window.
The window he climbed into belonged to a child’s room, where
a painted wooden puppet doll sat quietly.
Among all the players, the Gu Witch was the only one who
never played with her ghost friend. They lived in separate rooms, and sometimes
the Gu Witch wouldn’t even take it along when she went to eat.
The painted wooden puppet had been sitting on the child’s
bed, motionless for who knew how long. When it heard the sound at the window,
it turned its head stiffly, emitting a creak from its wooden joints.
There was a delicate and beautiful boy with moonlight on his
back looking at him, waving his hand.
He agilely jumped over from the window, crouching in front of
the puppet, blinking his clear peach blossom eyes. “You’re so cute.”
The cramped child’s room was not lit, and the painted wooden
puppet had oil paint on its face, with circles of red and green, and an
exaggerated upturned mouth, which looked extremely eerie in the dim light.
It stared blankly at Ning Su.
Ning Su leaned forward and embraced its stiff body, his
slender white hands pressed against its wooden, aged, and rough back, as the
black substance continuously flowed into the puppet.
He leaned in close to its ear and whispered something softly.
When the Gu Witch opened the door to the ghost friend’s room,
everything was normal.
The window of the room was covered in densely packed black
insects, making it completely opaque.
In the dark room, the oil-painted wooden puppet sat
motionless as usual.
She stood at the door for a while, then closed the door to
the room.
Inside and outside the door, both rooms were equally dark.
It was midnight.
None of the four people on the fourth floor had obtained any
luck.
It was two in the morning.
When all the players were asleep, in Room 403, the paper doll
got up from the bed and sat by the pillow, staring at Zhu Shuangshuang for a
while.
It didn’t make any sound as it got off the bed, opened the
door, hesitated for a moment, and quietly left while holding the skeletal night
light hanging on the rattan strip on the door.
Two o’clock in the deep night was the quietest time in the
castle and also the safest time in the entire fairytale town. The monster
children outside the castle seemed to be asleep too.
The paper doll, squeaking, carried the skull-shaped night
light and arrived at the far left side of the castle garden.
This place was different from other parts of the garden.
There were no flowers, no playground, only freshly turned black soil.
This was where the players buried the bodies.
Not all deceased players turned into corpse water and blood.
Some turned into meat patties, some turned into white bones, and there were
also some players whose flesh had to be dealt with. Those alive buried them all
here.
The paper doll placed the skull night light on a stone in
front to illuminate it and began to dig into the soil.
The stench of death in the air grew stronger, and the
decaying flesh emitted a reddish glow under the pale moonlight.
Zhizhi dug out a piece of decaying flesh stained with dried
blood and stuffed it into its mouth.
After consuming that bloody piece of flesh, there was a faint
red liquid flowing within its red paper body.
It dug out another piece.
Suddenly, it heard a sound and immediately stood up.
[Daddy gets taller, mommy becomes wider.
Daddy makes big fortunes, mommy’s heart gets shorter.]
The moonlight was bleak, not illuminating the castle but
casting a gloomy white layer over the castle and garden plants, suppressing
other colors and revealing a dark tone reminiscent of a black-and-white movie.
A little girl dressed in a white fluffy skirt with black long
hair stood there quietly, holding a skull in her arms.
Her straight and dense black hair was swept behind her right
ear, revealing a small three-petal blood flower earring.
Moonlight touched her thick and straight eyelashes, and her
beautiful eyes emitted a mysterious and eerie glow.
She stared straight at the skull night light beside the paper
doll.
Ning Su himself made the night light.
The ink-dot eyes of the paper doll met her gaze, and a bloody
mist surrounded it from behind.
The little girl tilted her head slightly.
Behind her, small skulls emerged from the soil wall, and
under the guardianship of numerous skeleton figures, she took steps towards the
stone in front of the paper doll.
She bent down and picked up the skull night light, then
stuffed the original skull head from her arms into the paper doll’s embrace.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at the paper doll,
her soft black hair falling onto her pale face, revealing faint blood vessels
and slightly parted deep red cherry lips.
“Don’t get close to my mommy and little brother.”
Leaving behind these chilling words, she disappeared.
In the first place, she was a phantom.
After she disappeared, the mummy doll behind the wall quickly
ran over and, together with the paper doll, swiftly stuffed their mouths with
blood-stained, decaying flesh.
Before three o’clock, the ghost friends returned to their
beds.
On the 405 terrace, there was an additional skull night lamp,
inconspicuous among the numerous skull night lamps hanging on the vines and
placed on the ground.
The Blood Doll in the swaddling clothes opened its eyes,
glanced at the two little boys on the bed, and then truly closed its eyes.
At three o’clock in the night, one of the boys on the bed got
up, gently opened the bedroom door.
He stood outside the door, quietly peering through the crack
at the Blood Doll in the swaddling clothes. Seeing the doll peacefully
sleeping, cradling a skull head, with long lashes naturally resting on its fair
cheek, he made a soft sound and sneaked away with quick steps.
That was chilling 😱
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