My Healing Games

Chapter 307 The Red Dress That Can't Be Sent Away

"The takeout arrived? And just as the security guard took the red dress away?"

Han Fei stared at the door in the darkness. Even through the thick door panel, he could imagine the scene outside: a deliveryman covered in blood, carrying a huge box containing a corpse, leaning against the security door.

"The lights in the house suddenly went out, which means there must be something else inside besides the red dress. Should I open the door and let the delivery person in?"

In the game "Dead Building," Han Fei encountered a food deliveryman, but the difference between the Deep World and the game is that Han Fei is not the weak and helpless game character; he is already level twelve.

"Forget it, it's better not to make a fuss too early. I'm just a new security guard who's extremely timid and afraid of ghost stories."

The fact that the deliveryman specifically knocked on the door when the red dress was being taken away speaks volumes. The red dress must be the most terrifying thing in room 1044, and he only dared to knock on the door at this time.

Is anyone home? Is anyone home? Is anyone home?

The eerie sounds continued, the doorknob of room 1044 was turned, and the sound of fingernails scratching at the door came from outside.

Quietly retreating, Han Fei hid behind a cabinet. Regardless of whether it would be useful or not, he first put on the stab-proof vest from the security room, then stuffed a high-powered flashlight into his pocket. He had already equipped himself with all the necessary gear.

The door lock trembled more and more violently, and after about ten seconds, all the sounds outside suddenly disappeared.

"gone?"

As his anxiety subsided, Han Fei was just about to emerge from behind the cabinet when he noticed the security door to the living room had been pushed open a crack.

"No one's home... then I'll leave my things at your place!"

A strong stench of decay filled the air, and a bloody arm stretched into the room, pressed against the pale wallpaper.

It was clutching an empty cake box with an open end, seemingly trying to get inside, but just then the sound of running water came from the bathroom, as if the shower had suddenly been turned on.

Upon hearing this sound, the bloodied arm slowly twisted.

The light was too dim; even with his excellent eyesight, Han Fei could barely see clearly.

The security door was slowly pushed open, but there was no one outside; all that could be seen was a huge, blood-soaked box.

"Is that the deliveryman's box?"

It seemed as if something was crawling out of the box, moving swiftly across the floor like a venomous snake, before finally disappearing into the bedroom.

After delivering the item, the bloodied arm behind the door threw the empty cake box on the ground and then slowly closed the door.

The door closed, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

"What did the delivery guy bring to the house when the homeowner wasn't home? It seems like he hid it in the bedroom."

The sound of running water in the bathroom hadn't stopped when something new ran into the bedroom. If the red dress came back that night, Han Fei felt he might not even be able to get through the first night.

His mind raced, trying to think about things he had overlooked. But just as he was concentrating, the air suddenly seemed to become damp, and a faint fishy smell wafted into his nostrils. His fingers, which touched the cabinet, felt wet.

Looking up, something was seeping out of the pale wall, like a pale face weeping.

The room was still the same room, and the furniture had not been arranged in any way, but Han Fei suddenly felt different.

Everything seemed to be covered by something. There was a layer of fuzzy hair wriggling on the sofa. In the leftover water in the teacup, it seemed as if an eyeball was slowly opening. The food in the lunchbox was rotting rapidly and was sealed with a tape. Even though the television was just for decoration, a human figure was vaguely appearing on it.

There are many similar changes; a room lit by lights and a room in darkness are practically two different places.

A rustling sound came from inside the floorboards, as if several fingers were prying at something, trying to break free. Han Fei wasn't mistaken; it wasn't the downstairs neighbor making the rustling, but rather something sealed inside the floorboards.

With his hands protectively held in front of him, Han Fei could sense something awakening in the darkness; all these strange occurrences were merely the prelude to its awakening.

"Snapped!"

The window with the curtains drawn was suddenly blown open, the curtains fluttered, and a figure vaguely appeared on the edge of the darkness.

She made a gesture as if she were grabbing Han Fei's neck with both hands, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and she was screaming silently. Her vocal cords seemed to have been cut, and her throat was full of blood mixed with some kind of residue.

The curtains fell, and the figure disappeared, but on all reflective surfaces in the room, including windowpanes, television screens, mirrors, and glasses, a face resembling a human appeared.

Han Fei pressed the switch on the high-powered flashlight, but the flashlight malfunctioned and became unusable.

He had no choice but to grip the rubber stick tightly and try to walk to the window.

The glass window was full of cracks, and the woman's face was gone again.

He cautiously approached, and just as he was about to close the window, he was suddenly shoved in the back!
With his five fingers gripping the windowsill tightly, Han Fei turned his head and swung the rubber baton behind him.

He didn't hit anything, but he clearly felt someone push him, someone wanted to push him off the building!
Quickly moving away from the window, Han Fei returned to the cabinet. As he considered whether to go to the bedroom to deal with the difficulties with the delivery guy, he heard running sounds coming from the hallway outside.

The key was inserted into the lock, and the security door was opened again. Hua Ge and Xiao Fang rushed into the house, panting.

The moment the two opened the door, the lights that had been off suddenly came on, and all the strange things inside the house disappeared.

Standing in the living room, Han Fei's newly bandaged wound began to bleed again. He looked miserable, his face pale, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

"Is it back to normal?"

This strange scene caught Han Fei's attention, but he didn't say anything.

"What did you encounter? Why are you so scared?" Xiao Fang asked casually, panting heavily, noticing that Han Fei's condition was off.

"After you left, the delivery guy knocked on the door. He opened it without a key, and the empty cake box on the floor is from him." Han Fei leaned against the sofa, looking terrified.

"And then? Is this all it sent?" Hua Ge reacted more strongly than Xiao Fang, his pupils twitching.

"I didn't see it clearly, but when the deliveryman opened the door, a black shadow crawled into the bedroom."

"Are you sure?" Hua Ge turned on his powerful flashlight and dragged Xiao Fang into the bedroom. They checked for a long time but found nothing unusual. "Are you sure you didn't see wrong? Don't talk nonsense! We're sleeping here tonight."

"It's true." Han Fei didn't press the matter further: "How's the situation on your end? Is everything going smoothly?"

“When we got there, the door to room 1004 was open, so I just threw the red dress in and closed the door.” Xiao Fang clutched her chest: “If I really had to cut that dress, I wouldn’t be able to do it.”

"Hopefully that dress won't come back." Hua Ge glanced at his watch. "It's one in the morning now. Let's rest for a bit. There's another patrol at three."

"You guys are going out at three in the morning?" Han Fei was shocked. There's a limit to courting death.

"Besides us, there are other neighbors living in the building. If even we security guards are afraid, what will happen to them?"

"If they're scared, they should move out quickly!" Han Fei said decisively. He had to persuade Hua Ge. If he didn't go on patrol with them, he would definitely be doomed if he stayed in this haunted house. If he went on patrol with them, he would also be in grave danger.

"You just have no empathy. I see you're new, so I'll let it slide this time." Hua Ge was already very tired: "I'll keep watch tonight. You and Xiao Fang should go inside and get some sleep, otherwise you won't be able to stay up until the middle of the night."

"Big brother, how can I possibly sleep? The woman in the red dress might be back tonight. I think it's better if the three of us stay together." Han Fei limped as he closed the bedroom door. "Let's all stay in the living room."

"Alright." Hua Ge took bedding from the bedroom and spread it directly on the living room floor. He invited Xiao Fang to sit down with him: "You're injured, so go to sleep. We'll call you if we need anything."

Hua Ge acted like he was very reliable, but Han Fei couldn't trust him at all.

Even lying on the sofa, Han Fei didn't dare to sleep. He hadn't completed a single task yet and couldn't quit the game. If he died, he might really be dead.

With his mind filled with questions, Han Fei hadn't figured out what to do next. He went through all the information related to the Dead Building, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Exhaustion washed over him like a tide, his head was spinning, and the wounds were constantly draining his body's vitality. Han Fei felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

He bit his tongue hard, trying to stay awake with the pain.

Half an hour passed like this. Han Fei suddenly felt the temperature in the room drop again. He subconsciously wanted to find something to cover his body, but when he turned his head, he saw a person hanging in the bathroom covered in blood.

"A red, red dress?"

(End of this chapter)