Chapter 33: Chase

Chapter 33: Chase

The woman in the qipao was certain that with the girl’s courage, she wouldn’t leave the bed, much less check the door after she left. She didn’t have much time to think. The strange noise came from behind her like centipedes. As the sound approached her and was about to catch up to her, the light suddenly appeared before her.

Different from the other light sources, the light was very bright and carried a warm feeling. It was like a ray from heaven. It was a door, a half-open door.

A familiar face appeared behind the door. Jiang Cheng stood there. Behind him, a round head poked out. Fatty looked at her unblinkingly. Then, his pupils trembled like he had seen something terrifying. The woman in the qipao knew that Fatty probably saw the thing chasing her.

Fatty spoke to Jiang Cheng anxiously, but Jiang Cheng ignored him. Eventually, Fatty became so anxious that he skipped over Jiang Cheng to close the door. This caused the woman in the qipao to worry.

“Don’t close the door!”

She shouted loudly. The door before her was her only hope. She could sense the cold presence of the thing coming from behind her. Thanks to Jiang Cheng stopping Fatty, the woman managed to squeeze through the gap in the door. Jiang Cheng stepped back, and the woman clashed with Fatty.

Caught off guard, Fatty tumbled to the ground. The next second, the woman in the qipao slammed the door close.

She was saved...

Strangely enough, once the door closed, the rapid footsteps in the corridor disappeared.

The night returned to silence again.

Holding the door, the woman gasped for air. Her body shook endlessly.

By then, Fatty had gotten up from the ground. He rubbed his bruised shoulders and stomach. His eyes shone with dissatisfaction and confusion. In comparison, Jiang Cheng was calmer. He studied the woman and waited for her to catch her breath before asking about what had happened.

The next second, Jiang Cheng’s eerie giggle came from behind her. The serenity in his eyes disappeared to be replaced by suppressed madness.

“Why aren’t you speaking?” Jiang Cheng asked darkly.

The woman in the qipao trembled, and she was rendered speechless.

Fatty also spoke up. His tone turned sharp and twisted, “Why aren’t you speaking?”

“Speak! Why did you stop speaking?” In the end, the voice became so shrill that it could pierce through one’s eardrums.

Venom, hatred and resentment... were entangled together.

It was a woman’s voice. The woman was not old, but her voice was filled with hatred.

The woman in the qipao could not stand it anymore. She wanted to open the door, but the door was welded shut. It didn’t move.

As the sound behind her crept up to her, she turned around and screamed. By then, the clean room had already changed. The wall was corroded by mould. A bunch of blackened stuff piled together. The broken furniture was scattered around the room. The moonlight shone in through the window. There were traces of blood on the ground. The room radiated the presence of abandonment.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty disappeared.

As the woman’s expression changed from fear to confusion, she heard a strange sound. It sounded like teeth grinding or giggling.

It came from above her head.