Chapter 306: Chapter 239 Ghost House_2

B0XNʘVEL.CƟMAt the end of the corridor, there were shadovvy figures, shifting and uncertain.

Outside the door, Vincent Wolf gulped hard, and even the initially confident Miyazaki Sahui started to break into a cold sweat.

“Shall we… open it?” Miyazaki Sahui suggested cautiously.

Upon seeing her reluctance, Wolf wanted to show his bravery and stepped forward to grab the iron door.

Thud—I

Wolf jumped in shock, quickly stepping back, only to discover that it was Miyazaki Sahui playing a prank on him from behind.

“Hahaha! ”

Miyazaki Sahui was laughing so hard she was doubling over, making Wolf want to slap her on the head.

“You really are a scaredy-cat, no worries, let me do it.”

With that, Miyazaki Sahui stepped forward and opened the iron door.

The creaking noises echoed in the corridor, mixed with some faint moans that couldn’t be clearly discerned.

Just as Wolf was trying to make sense of it, he saw Miyazaki Sahui lead the way without any fear and casually exclaimed

“Look at your scared face! You know, when I was a kid, I used to guard the shrine all by myself doing this and that in the dark. I’m not scared of ghosts anymore!”

Wolf hurried to follow Miyazaki Sahui into Qingchuan Hospital.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood, the walls were filled with crazy ramblings written in blood, pills and yellowed medical records were scattered on the floor. Wolf picked up one of them, but it was already stained with blood and was indecipherable.

“This ghost house sure does love using blood. I bet those with Hemophobia can’t even come in. Wait, it ain’t human blood, right? Would Hemophobics still faint then?”

While Wolf was deep in his thoughts, he saw Miyazaki Sahui carelessly trying to open a ward room door.

However, after she twisted the handle a couple of times, the door still remained closed as if something was blocking it from the other side.

Wolf was about to say something when he saw Sahui kick open the door with two swift, heavy kicks.

“Hey! What if you break something!”

Wolf was taken aback by her actions but Miyazaki Sahui showed no hesitation and walked in. Left with no choice, Wolf followed her in. “Could you at least tell me before you open the door?”

“Whatever, just stand aside and watch.”

Upon entering the room, Wolf could only see an unoccupied and messed up sickbed, a wall covered in scratch marks, and windows tightly shut by wooden boards.

“This place does look like the real deal.”

Miyazaki Sahui nodded in approval, but something felt off to Wolf.

If there was no one inside, what were the figures he saw before?

He had also checked the door and found nothing wrong with it, so what was blocking Miyazaki Sahui from opening it?

Could there be a secret passage inside here?

Wolf started to feel around the walls, but other than the sticky blood, he found nothing.

“Damn it!”

Wolf felt uncomfortable with the sticky blood on his hand but he had no paper. Without other options, he thoughtlessly wiped his hand against the relatively clean bedsheet.

But to his horror, the bedsheet moved as he wiped it, jumping up and shouting: “Holy shit! There’s something under the sheet!”

Miyazaki Sahui took two steps forward, grabbed the bedsheet, and tried to pull it up, but it wouldn’t budge.

On her second attempt, she yanked it forcefully. The resistance suddenly disappeared, almost making her to stumble backwards. “No one? That’s impossible!”

Miyazaki Sahui and Wolf exclaimed simultaneously.

A few seconds later, Wolf stepped forward to investigate.

Underneath the bedsheet Sahui had lifted, he saw the revealed bed slats. Along the edges of the slats were several black and red fingerprints, with pieces of broken fingernails stuck in the gaps.

“Hiss—!”

Wolf felt a chill run down his spine, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead as he looked at the bloodied bed.

Besides this creepy scenario, Vincent Wolf didn’t find any other unusual things.

“Could there be some kind of trap?”

“Doesn’t seem like it. I’ve checked everywhere for a while now.”

Miyazaki Sahui and Vincent Wolf exchanged glances. The latter’s daring spirit, her ‘I’m the boss’ vibe, seemed to have considerably waned, and she also started to proceed with caution.

“This is not simple,” said Vincent Wolf.

“I also feel the same,” Miyazaki Sahui agreed.

“Shall we check again?”

“Hmm.”

This time, Miyazaki Sahui was no longer reckless and followed Vincent Wolf to carefully search the corridor.

After exploring three or four rooms, Vincent Wolf found that it seemed every patient in the rooms had been tortured to no end. However, only the marks of torment remained. Not a single patient could be found.

Even the emblematic bodies were missing.

Considering the number of rooms, there should have been one or two patients at least, just to give the visitors a good fright.

“Could it be a lack of manpower, or they couldn’t afford to buy mannequins to pose as bodies?”

As Vincent Wolf pondered, Miyazaki Sahui suddenly pulled him and pointed.

“Look over there.”

It turned out that Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui had unknowingly walked to the back half of the corridor. At the very end of the corridor stood countless mannequins in blue and white striped hospital clothes.

The mannequins were eerily realistic, resembling real people. Despite their eerily standardized smiles, the mannequins’ expressions were utterly soulless, enough to make one’s skin crawl in fear.

Vincent Wolf almost turned and ran, but he managed to control himself. He led Miyazaki Sahui forward, reaching out to touch one of the mannequins.

Silicon material, surprisingly soft.

“I was just thinking that this haunted house is too poor to even afford mannequins, and now they’ve outright set up so many. My goodness. There must be over a hundred of them, right?”

“Or could it be more than two hundred?”

Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui recalled the description they saw at the entrance of the haunted house.

“Over two hundred patients mysteriously disappeared…”

“Um, let’s explore other places first.”

“Hmm, sounds reasonable.”

Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui turned and planned to explore other areas.

But as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a noise.

Creak—

“What’s that sound!”

Suddenly, the mannequins moved, their eyes focused, and their expressions grimaced in pain. They began marching towards Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui, hissing and growling.

“Good heavens!”

Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui bolted, fleeing in fear. However, as they were running, they felt something was wrong. They realized that the mannequins weren’t targeting them, but the rooms lining the corridor.

The mannequins that entered the rooms closed the doors behind them. The ones with no rooms to enter were left wailing in the corridor, attacking everything in sight aimlessly.

Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui huddled in a corner and looked at the rampaging mannequins with a chilling fear.

“Are these really just mannequins? Could they be some kind of mechanical pets? How else can they move?”

“They shouldn’t be pets. But why do they move so naturally, like real people?” “Who knows what they are? Let’s find out.”

Unable to resist his curiosity, Vincent Wolf cautiously approached a solitary mannequin. He successfully restrained it and swiftly tore it apart.

Looking at the internal structure of the mannequin, Vincent Wolf was at his wits’ end.

“This is truly just a simple mannequin. Oddly, I can’t figure out how it moves.

No traps, no mechanisms.”

Just then, the dismembered parts of the mannequin he had dismantled amazingly started to move. The mannequin repaired itself, and after it was whole again, its hollow eyes stared directly at Vincent Wolf. Vincent Wolf could read resentment and rage in those eyes.

“Haha, don’t take offense, mannequin bro. I thought a small bug had crawled inside you, so I broke you apart to remove it. Now that it’s out, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll just be on my way..”