My Healing Games

Chapter 85 It's watching me

The words under the bed board sent chills down Han Fei's spine, because he felt the same way now.

Something had been watching him ever since he entered the room. He could feel its gaze, but he couldn't pinpoint its location.

To find out the truth, Han Fei gripped the fruit knife in his hand and crawled under the bed.

Compared to the cleanliness and tidiness of the room, the space under the bed was a completely different world.

The wooden bed was covered in streaks of blood; someone had recorded the last period of his life with a pen.

"That eye has appeared again. It stares at me as soon as I turn off the light. Damn it, what is that thing?!"

"I can't escape. No matter where I hide, it can see me. It's always following me!"

"I'm going crazy! It's even starting to appear on the base of water glasses and in the gaps between food items in the refrigerator. Why is it so hostile towards me? What does it want to do?"

"There's more than one! There's more than one eye! There are eyes everywhere in this room!"

"I see it as soon as I open my eyes. No matter where I wake up, it's always the first thing I see! It's hiding in the cracks of the closet, behind the bookshelf, and even in the cracks of the bed frame!"

It's everywhere!

"Hahaha! I've finally thought of a way to make it disappear!"

"Why! Why! Why can I still see it after I've blinded myself? Did it get into my eye sockets?"

The initial writing was fairly neat, but it became extremely messy later on, as if the writer was in a state of frenzy and unease.

Since he gouged out his eyes, he has written far less, and most of his writing consists of bloody marks dug out with his fingers.

He kept repeating the same sentence, giving the impression that he had completely gone mad.

"The room looks normal on the surface, but such terrifying information is hidden under any bed board..."

The eyes in the room were like ghosts, or a curse; once you were touched, even gouging out your own eyes wouldn't rid you of them.

Putting the pillow back in its place, Han Fei observed the room from under the bed, using it as a pillow. He wanted to experience what the other person had gone through so that he could better understand their psychology and recreate the initial terror. He used to do this when he played a certain role.

Compared to an empty room, the narrow space under the bed seems to offer a greater sense of security.

"Where will that eye that drove the homeowner mad appear?" Han Fei held the knife in one hand, leaving the other free. He prepared to find an opportunity to touch the eyeball.

The room was quiet and deathly still. Han Fei couldn't see the eyeball, but he could feel that he was being stared at by it.

His pupils moved in his eye sockets as Han Fei carefully observed the room. He had memorized the location of all the furniture in the room beforehand, so he could detect any changes to the items in the shortest amount of time.

"Found it!" Han Fei, hiding under the bed, saw a doll in the hallway: "Are the dolls in the room ghosts? Or are the ghosts hiding inside the dolls' bodies? Do I need to destroy all the dolls with a knife?"

Everything is unknown. The previous owner didn't leave behind much useful information, only sowing fear.

As Han Fei was pondering, the doll in the aisle suddenly fell over without warning. It lay on the ground, its two eyes staring straight at Han Fei under the bed.

In an instant, Han Fei had a very bad feeling. He subconsciously turned his head and happened to see a blood-red eye looking at him through the crack in the bed board.

After extreme terror, Han Fei's brain directly issued the command to cut with a knife, but when he raised his hand to hold the knife, the eye had disappeared, as if it were all his own hallucination.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei looked down the corridor again, but the doll was gone.

"Seeing a spider isn't scary; what's scary is seeing it and then it disappears very quickly."

Han Fei knew that a doll had run out of the room, but he didn't know where it had gone.

"Could it be under the bed too?"

The more Han Fei thought about it, the more horrified he became. He simply lifted the bed board; there wasn't a single safe place in the room.

No matter where you hide, you'll be seen, so there's only one way to break this deadlock: investigate and find useful clues as soon as possible.

Looking at the words on the bed board, Han Fei realized that the homeowner was not killed directly, but was slowly tortured to death by the eyeballs.

"The ghost in room 1084 harbors a lot of resentment. Such ghosts are the most terrifying and frightening, but this is somewhat good news for me."

By slowly tormenting him, Han Fei has enough time to find an opportunity to break the deadlock. If it's the kind of ghost that attacks immediately upon meeting him, Han Fei will have no choice but to quit the game to save his life.

"Don't panic, keep your pace." Han Fei stopped thinking about the eyeball and the doll, went to the bookshelf, searched for a long time, and finally found a practice sketchbook.

Opening the sketchbook, you'll find a child's doodles. Most of her drawings are related to family, and many of them have words and pinyin scrawled next to them.

“We’ve moved into a new house! It’s much bigger than our old one, and there’s a piano and lots of stuffed animals.”

"My dad is my dad, and my mom is my mom. I won't allow anyone else to call them that!"

"This is my home now, and Daddy, Mommy, and all the dolls are mine!"

"Why does she always try to take things from me? She lost her own father and mother, and now she wants to take mine away too."

"I need to find a way to trick her into leaving. She can't see, so she definitely won't be able to find her way back!"

"How did she find her? I hate her! I hate everything about her! I wish she would disappear forever!"

"Hehe, she's blind and can't see. As long as I don't speak, she won't know that I killed her."

The graffiti in the booklet is colorful, bright, and vibrant, but the accompanying text is chilling.

"A little girl also lived in this house, and she killed another child with an eye problem?"

Han Fei vaguely guessed what was going on, and he continued searching the room. Finally, he found a certificate at the very bottom of the desk drawer.

Because Yingyue's parents passed away unexpectedly, and Yingyue is too young, and suffers from a congenital eye disease that prevents her from taking care of herself, she is temporarily being cared for by her father's sister.

Next to the certificate, Han Fei also saw a house transfer contract, but since Ying Yue was still young, the contract should not have legal effect.

“I think I understand now. Yingyue is a girl with an eye disease, and this house originally belonged to her. Later, her parents died suddenly in an accident, and her father’s sister’s family moved in and started taking care of her.”

(End of this chapter)