Chapter 26: Wardrobe

Chapter 26: Wardrobe

Fear.

His eyes burnt, and a string of blood started to leak out of the corners of his eyes.

The narrow corridor seemed alive; it was breathing and moving. Shrinking, moving, twisting, and contorting to the rhythm of Lu Yibeis pumping heart

His vision was a blurry red, and the lights in the corridor seemed to stretch on themselves, like a picture of a busy road that was hurriedly taken.

He had no time to think about why Mr Rabbit was here and subconsciously started to back away. His ankle was caught on something, and he instantly fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Ack!

The impact stirred up dust and mould, causing him to cough uncontrollably.

He sat up in a panic, and his heart stopped.

Mr Rabbit was about a meter away from him.

.

Theres no escape was the only thought that flashed in his mind.

However, the human instinct to survive, no matter what, took over. Under the oppressive, looming shadow of death, he rolled over, snatched the statue of Acala, the Immovable, and ran towards the rabbit.

F*ck it! Youre going down with me!

His yells echoed through the empty hotel floor, and he swore he could hear himself hissing.

Whoosh!

The bronze statue weighing dozens of kilograms carried him through inertia, and the statue plunged through Mr Rabbit

Like air

Lu Yibei felt his heart stop. With trepidation, he turned around and gulped. It was as if the statue hit nothing but air, and he dropped the statue with a loud clang.

Mr Rabbit stalked towards him, and the tepid air that came from nowhere slapped against his face. He could even smell the blood and rot coming from Mr Rabbits body.

Lu Yibei couldnt do anything but close his eyes.

Maybe death isnt that bad after all

One, two, three

He waited for death in the darkness behind his eyelids, but it never came. He forced himself to open his eyes, only to see that Mr Rabbit had turned the corner and left.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, the door seemed to be pushed by an otherworldly force; a harsh, cool wind rushed through the gap of the door, and Lu Yibei felt his hair standing on its ends.

The scenes before were scary, yes, but he wasnt that afraid. Now that he was standing in front of the unlocked door, a primal fear washed over him.

He wanted to close the door and run away but gathered the courage to enter the room. However, as soon as he pushed the door open, he could hear the heavy iron door of the emergency exit being pushed open.

Creak

And the sound of footsteps followed.

Yibeis heart stopped beating, and he held his breath.

Is this that person who sneaked into the resort before me?

Thinking of this, his palms started to feel sweaty. The sound of soft footfalls could be heard approaching.

Do I go into the room or face them?

Yibei gulped as a flash of determination sparked in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, dashing for the statue of Acala, the Immovable, before rushing into the room where Zhu Linglong was murdered.

He entered the room and gently closed the door before locking it. Putting his ear to the door, he sighed before turning around to look at the room before him.

The room was dim and eerily cold, and the layout of the room was exactly the same as it was in his dreamscape. However, most of the furniture had been removed, and the blood-stained carpet had also been rolled up and placed in the corner of the room.

Holding the statue close to him, he carefully followed the route in his memory to the master bedroom of the suite.

He eventually found the master bedroom and felt his heart drop upon seeing it.

While the living room was completely devoid of furniture, the master bedroom was left intact.

The gorgeous crystal lamp creaked and swayed mysteriously. Its crystal lights were swaying into one another, playing a harmonious tune reminiscent of wind chimes. Even though the room was covered in a layer of dust, its grandeur couldnt be hidden.

On the bed was a blood-soaked skirt that was torn apart at the waist area. It lay there quietly, like a tired girl who was taking a nap.

He forced himself to look away from the bed, focusing his attention on the wardrobe next to the bed.

The red sandalwood cabinet was engraved with detailed etchings and paintings of phoenixes. Gold threats decorated the rim of the cabinet, and copper rings with lotus buckles were inlaid as well. Despite this, Yibei knew this intricate handicraft was a cage.

He took a deep breath, placing the statue of Acala, the Immovable, down. He stopped in front of the closet and raised his hand but lowered it. He repeated this several times, unsure if he should open the cabinet.

While he was hesitating, the blood-soaked skirt behind him trembled and floated up, quietly approaching behind him.

A blurred and pale figure gradually fit into the dress and attached itself to Yibeis back.