The goblin toddler looked at his eyes and told in a stern voice, "You don't belong here. Go away."
The moment the goblin kid spoke, Azalias felt an enormous force struck his body. He flew away through the red door and crashed into the corridor wall.
This time the corridor was dry. But soon, blood flew out of bloody red doors and filled it.
Along with the blood pool, the ghost lady also reappeared again, looking more aggressive and frenzied. On top of that, the goblin toddler also joined with the ghost lady.
Both of them frenziedly attacked Azalias. The ghost lady clawed toward his abdomen, and the goblin toddler targetted his head.
His survival instinct kicked in and dodged the ghost lady's claw. Then kicking the wall behind him flew toward the goblin toddler and gave a flying punch to its face.
Just as he thought, he succeeded in punching. It opened its mouth and bared its sharp teeth on his fist.
The ghost lady flew toward him again, baring her hideous teeth. He thrashed the ghost lady with the goblin toddler, which was still crunching on his hard fist.
The whole fighting was happening under the blood pool. So, he became exhausted soon and got severely injured.
The ghost lady tore a part of his upper thigh flesh and the goblin toddler bit off his two fingers. The good part was that he got two keys.
With one key, he entered into another red door. As expected, behind the door, there was another space.
This time it was a beach, and it was not crowded like the park scene. There were only two people here, a little girl of 3-4 years of age and a beautiful mature woman of mid-thirties.
The little girl was building a sandcastle spreading her two legs on the sand, and the beautiful lady was telling a tale to her about some princess.
Suddenly, the beautiful lady looked toward him. He panicked, but soon he found out that she was not exactly looking at him, but her gaze was like she was looking through him.
He turned and saw a young boy of 10-12 years age and a mid-thirty aged man were approaching them. They signaled the woman not to keep quiet as they planned to startle the little girl, who was absorbed in making the sandcastle oblivious of her surroundings.
"Booooh."
The little girl was so frightened that in a panicked state, she had crawled into her mother's lap, destroying the sandcastle beneath her knees.
The little girl cried for a long time, and the young boy and the father of them tried to console her very hard. Eventually, they had to buy ice creams and candies from empty stores.
After getting the presents, the little girl stopped crying and cutely lick on ice cream and gave an angry stare toward Azalias. She pointed her finger to him, "You broke my castle!"
And then she fanned her hand on the air like she was chasing a fly, which was disturbing her leisure times. But Azalias felt an enormous force struck his body again. His already transparent body fade away like smoke.
When he materialized again, he was in the same bloody corridor. This time, along with the ghost lady and the goblin toddler, the little girl also added.
The same fighting happened again, and he lost his 1 leg completely this time.
He somehow managed to enter another red door with the remaining key, which he collected previously.
The scene was different like before. This time, a teenage boy was being chased by a nine or ten years old girl. He was holding a teddy bear while threatening the girl that he would rip it into two pieces.
Suddenly, he stumbled on a stone and hit the ground as a result of his careless running. He got a scar on his forehead, and the little girl started to laugh wholeheartedly upon seeing this scene as if she had won over him.
But seeing this scene, Azalias's face became transparent face paled. He ran frenziedly toward the girl while shouting, "Inara, step away!"
But all his attempt was futile as they couldn't hear him. The beautiful smile lingered only for a few seconds as the house behind the girl exploded, and a piece of wooden plank pierced her body from the back to the front. The teenager and Azalias both screamed at the top of his lungs, "Inara!"
The little lady's lifeless body fell on the teenager, and Azalias woke up screaming in the middle of the night completely soaked in sweat.
Seeing the darkness around him, he soon realized he just had dreamed of his past. He laid back and heaved a sigh of lingering. Two teardrops rolled out from the corner of his eyes as he mumbled to himself, "All I have left are the memories. I hope you all are doing well up there."
He kissed his two fingers and motioned the kiss toward the sky but frowned upon a sudden realization. Because, in the dim light, he could see clearly that the ceiling fan was gone.
'What? how?'
Before he could understand anything, he felt two soft hands touching his body out of the blue. A chill ran through his spine. He remembered that he fell asleep all alone then how... What was happening? Why were there people in his room? His heart began pounding furiously. Many possibilities struck in his head. Hurriedly, he jumped off from the bed, nearly falling.