CH 615

The red paint seemed to come from this red room. When it touched Han Fei, he was connected to this room. If the room was a box, he was the person trapped inside the box. He had no concept of time as he repeated the torture day after day.

Blood capillaries burst in Han Fei’s eyes. He felt a stab in his heart. The pain was much greater than physical pain. “I have forgotten about this despair, only the feeling of it…”

Low laughter came from the back of his head. It seemed to come from a child. He didn’t know anything but to laugh. Eventually, his laugh contained all kinds of negative emotions. Sadness, fear, despair, and then it became something else completely.

“He has been laughing. At the first, the laugh was used to heal but after healing so many people, his laugh started to fear. People worried that he would one day kill all of them!” Standing inside the red room, Han Fei heard the meaning inside the laughter for the first time.

“So that person is me? But I haven’t really laughed before.” Many memory fragments floated before Han Fei’s eyes. Every time he exited the game, he would be frozen in a bloody world. In that short time, a bloody man stood behind him. Han Fei had no idea who that person was, but he knew every time Mad Laughter was released, the person behind him would gain more emotions to become an actual person!

Something was happening in real life too. Han Fei would never forget the time he accidentally found a picture of himself wearing a gaming helmet. The door and windows were locked. There were police outside. A living human couldn’t infiltrate his house and took a picture of him in-game using his phone. Han Fei wanted to know who this person was. He didn’t have an answer, and he kept that picture.

“What is the connection between Mad Laughter and me? Is he hiding inside the black box?” However, the black box appeared much earlier than Mad Laughter. The more he thought about it, the more muddled he felt. He just wanted to know the truth.

“Do you know the truth? Have you seen the person in the red room?” Han Fei shouted at the kids around the surgical table. The children had lost their identities. They were merchandise that had their personalities removed to supply the clients. Even after they died, they had no faces.

Some of the children walked towards Han Fei. Xia Yilan screamed as her face changed shape. “Let me go! I know the red room! There is only one red room. The room is used to strip the children of their personalities! All the operations were done in that red room!” After Xia Yilan said that, black blood oozed out of her mouth. Her flawless face cracked. “Save me! The red room is underground. I’ve been there before! I can bring you there!”

The children shoved the cake into her mouth. Xia Yilan, who could never make any real expression, finally showcased true fear. Her screams pierced Han Fei’s eardrums.

Han Fei woke up slightly from the illusions. “Okay, I’ll trust you one more time.” Han Fei grabbed Xia Yilan by her ankles and pulled.

When the children saw this, they rushed at Han Fei. The small hands grabbed Han Fei. They smeared the blood cake on Han Fei. But strangely enough, he didn’t feel any fear or madness. If anything, he was overwhelmed by sadness. Through the chaos, he could hear children crying. The red curses appeared on Han Fei’s shirt. A child called 4 left behind vicious curses. He wanted to make his room into the second blood-red room. He admired the red room. He dreamed of being the next red room owner, but he failed.

Han Fei was truly affected when the blood messages appeared on his body. No. 4 evoked the broken memories in Han Fei’s mind. Han Fei didn’t think the red memory would harm him, but when they were awakened by No. 4, Han Fei realized his brain was about to be torn apart by his ‘normal’ childhood memory. “So my childhood memory was all fake?” The seed of doubt was planted. They were urged to grow by No. 4. The denial of his past was tormenting. The children wiped more cake on Han Fei to celebrate his rebirth.

“Bring me away…” Xia Yilan’s throat was sore.

Resisting the pain, Han Fei carried Xia Yilan out of the red room. Once he left, the pain slowly lessened. However, the oppression on his mind and heart remained. He really couldn’t remember his childhood. This feeling of having lived but couldn’t remember anything wore down his acting before the audience. Yes, he was acting too. However, while the other actors pretended to be brave, Han Fei had been pretending to be mild.

“I’m going out of control. Might as well lean into it.”

Han Fei’s eyes sharpened. The pressure from hell suffocated Xia Yilan. Han Fei planned to move when the door at the end of the corridor opened. The tall guard stood in the corridor holding two sharp knives. His body was covered in the character Death. He stood in the darkness.

The guard’s phone vibrated. Then, a siren came from outside the building. Han Fei had no idea what was happening outside. Normally, the best solution was to hide and wait this out. However, Han Fei stared at the tall guard. His fingers pierced into the dead body’s heart. The blood slid down his shoulder and dripped to the ground. The ghosts moved in the dark. He wore darkness as his clothes and moved in the shadow.

The storm lashed against the windows, and glass shattered. The lightning flashed!

The temporary light carved out his profile. Everyone saw that dangerous gaze. On the corridor, the atmosphere was torn apart as darkness collided!

The safety door fell. The murderer was knocked away. Xia Yilan and the possessed tall guard had their mouths fall open. Neither of them expected this.

Han Fei was no longer the man chased by Butterfly. After two altar missions, he was much stronger than before.

“We’re going underground now. Tell me where the real red room is!” Han Fei charged into the stairwell.

“It’s underground.” Xia Yilan felt her mind clear, but her voice trembled.

“Be more precise!” Han Fei was anxious. The siren meant that people were coming. It would be inconvenient for him to do things then.

“It’s at the deepest end of the corridor on the fourth-floor basement!” Xia Yilan answered.

Han Fei soon came to the first floor.

“Han Fei! Can you leave me here? You don’t need to bring me with you!” Xia Yilan didn’t want to go underground, but Han Fei refused to let go. He still didn’t trust her that much.

“The other actors are here too.” Han Fei could imagine the other actors based on the flustered footsteps on the ground. “I should try my best to save them.”

Red paint splattered everywhere. The oil paintings appeared to blink. Xia Yilan screamed in despair as Han Fei dragged her underground. Hearing the wails, Han Fei confirmed the other actors were trapped on the fourth-floor basement. Han Fei kicked down the trash and looked down the stairwell. He couldn’t see the bottom at all.

“We shan’t go any further! We’ll die!” Xia Yilan persuaded, but it was to no avail.

“The others might be in danger. Do you want me to leave them behind and run?” Han Fei shouted loudly so that the audience could hear him. When the others abandoned him and ran away, he came back to save them. He came back to save those who abandoned him despite the risk to his own safety. It was shocking and admirable.

Xia Yilan didn’t know what to say. She thought for some time to counter, but by then, Han Fei had already dragged her to the fourth-floor basement. There was no camera here because this was not part of the set. Thankfully, Han Fei brought his own camera. He used the guard’s camera as his own eyes. Even though the signal down here was very bad, he at least could still see something.

“It stinks.” The phone revealed the oil paintings all over this floor. People who were here would be stuck with paint.

“Just how long the others have been here?” The cracked wall was painted with red windows. The ground was painted with red flowers and grass. This was a bloody paradise. It felt as if one had walked into an endless nightmare.

“Is it possible that these are the reasons the hospital was suddenly abandoned?”

This scary place felt strangely familiar to Han Fei. Standing in the small paradise created by the painter, his false childhood memory slowly faded. The unique presence around him surfaced like he was back in the cryptic world.

“Home?” This word suddenly appeared in his mind. Then he shook his head. “A place can’t be home without a family.” As the conflicting ideas bounced in his mind, Han Fei followed the screams and headed deeper down the corridor. There were more red windows and the things inside the painted windows became more complicated. Triggered by the paint, Han Fei’s gaze sharpened. When Han Fei was about 10 meters from the end of the corridor, Han Fei saw Li Feng and the rest.

“Why are only the three of you left?”

“Han Fei, don’t come any closer!” Li Feng’s face was pale. She shouted when she heard Han Fei. “Run, the thing is close by!” Li Feng’s voice was harsh. Han Fei didn’t heed her advice. “You’ll die! Go back! Leave us!” Li Feng’s expression was twisted from fear. She pointed at the oil painting beside Han Fei. “The thing is right there!”

Han Fei had reached the end of the corridor and stopped before the other actors.

“Why did you come?” Li Feng collapsed on the ground. “We abandoned you and ran, but you came back to save us? We’ve killed you. I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay!” Han Fei noticed the unconscious Wu Li and A-Lin. He turned to examine the red oil painting. “You can pull me down into the abyss with you. Perhaps I like that feeling.”

That stunned Li Feng. She looked at Han Fei dumbly. Han Fei was completely different from before. His deeply-hidden madness was revealed.