The writing under the bedpan made Han Fei's scalp tingle because he was feeling the same way right now.
Something was staring at him from the moment he entered the room; he could feel the sight of the other party, but could not find its location.
In order to find out the truth, Han Fei gripped the fruit knife in his hand and went under the bed.
Compared to the cleanliness of the house, under the bed was a different world.
The wooden bedpan was covered with a trail of blood, and someone had recorded the last period of his life with a pen.
"That eye appeared again, as soon as I turn off the light, it will look at me, damn, what the hell is that thing!"
"There's no escape, no matter where I hide it sees me, it keeps following me!"
"It's driving me crazy! It's even starting to appear in the base of water glasses and in the cracks of fridge food, why is it full of resentment towards me, what the hell does it want?"
"There's more than one! There's more than one eye! There are eyes everywhere in this room!"
"I see it whenever I open my eyes, no matter where I wake up, it's always the first thing I see! It hides in the cracks of the closets, behind the bookshelves, and even in the cracks of the bedpan!"
"It's everywhere!"
"Hahahahaha! I finally figured out a way to make it disappear!"
"Why! Why! Why can I still see it after stabbing my own eyes? Did it run into my eye sockets?"
The writing at the beginning was quite neatly written, but further on it became extremely scribbled, and the writer seemed to be in the midst of a frenzy and restlessness.
Since he had poked his eye out, he had written much less with a pen, and most of the writing was bloodstained traces dug out with his fingers.
He kept repeating a phrase that gave the impression as if he had gone completely insane.
"The surface of the house looks normal, but underneath a random bedpan there is such a horrible message hidden ..."
The eyes in the house look like ghosts, and like a curse, as long as they are stained, you can't even gouge out the eyes to get rid of each other.
After putting the pillow back in its original position, Han Fei rested on the pillow to observe the room from this angle under the bed, he wanted to experience what the other side had experienced, to facilitate his own guessing of the other side's psychology and restore the initial horror, something he used to do when he played a certain role.
Compared to the empty room, the narrow under the bed seems to feel more secure.
"Where will the eye that drove the owner of the house crazy appear?" Han Fei held a knife in one hand, the other hand was free, and he was ready to find a chance to touch that eye for a moment.
The house was quiet and deadly silent, Han Fei did not see the eye, but he could feel that he was being stared at by that eye at this moment.
With his pupils turning in his eyes, Han Fei carefully observed the room, he had previously memorized the location of all the furniture in the house, and at this time any item that changed, he could find it in the shortest possible time.
"Found it!" Han Fei, who was hiding under the bed, saw an extra doll in the aisle: "The doll in the house is the ghost? Or is the ghost hidden in the body of the doll? Do I need to destroy all the dolls with a knife?"
Everything is unknown, the previous owner of the house did not leave much useful information, just sowed fear.
While Han Fei was thinking, the doll in the aisle fell down without warning, and it plopped down on the floor, those two eyes looking straight at Han Fei under the bed.
Han Fei instantly had a very bad feeling, he subconsciously twisted his head, and coincidentally saw a blood-red eye looking at him in the crack of the bed.
After the extreme panic, Han Fei's brain directly made the command to use the knife to cut, but when he raised his hand holding the knife, the eye disappeared, everything was as if it was his own illusion.
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei looked down the aisle again, and by now the doll had disappeared.
"Seeing a 'spider' is not scary, what's scary is that after seeing it, it quickly disappears."
Han Fei knew that a doll had run out of the room, but now he didn't know where the other party had gone.
"Could it be under the bed too?"
The more he thought about it, the creepier it became, Han Fei directly lifted the bedpan, there was no safe place in this house.
No matter where you hide, you will be seen by the eyes, so if you want to break the game there is only one way, investigate as soon as possible to find useful clues.
Looking at the writing on the bedpan, Han Fei realized that the owner of the house was not directly killed, but was slowly tortured to death by the eyes.
"The ghost in room 1084 has a very heavy resentment, such a ghost is the most horrible and terrifying, but this is barely good news for me."
Slow torture, Han Fei will have enough time to find the opportunity to break the game, if it is the kind of ghost that meets directly to open kill, Han Fei will have to exit the game first to save his life.
"Can't panic, steady your rhythm." Han Fei does not think about the eyes and the rag doll, and came to the bookshelf, rummaging for a long time, and finally found a drawing book for practice.
When he opened the book, it contained a child's doodles. Most of her drawings were related to family, and many of them had some words and phonetics written crookedly next to them.
"We've moved into a new home! It's a lot bigger than our old home, and there's a piano and lots of rag dolls."
"Daddy is my daddy and mommy is my mommy, and I don't allow people to call them that!"
"This is my home now, Daddy, Mommy and all the rag dolls are mine!"
"Why does she always want to steal things from me, she lost her own daddy and mommy and she wants to take mine away."
"I have to find a way to trick her away, she can't see, so she must not find her way back!"
"How did she find her way back? I hate her so much! Hate everything about her! I wish I could make her disappear forever!"
"Hehehe, she's blind and can't see, so as long as I don't say anything, she won't know I killed her."
The graffiti in the picture book is colorful and bright, but the text that accompanies it is creepy.
"There was another little girl who lived in this house, and she killed another child with eye problems?"
Han Fei vaguely guessed something, he continued to look around the house again, and finally, he found a certificate at the bottom of the desk drawer.
Because Ying Yue's parents had died unexpectedly, because Ying Yue was too young, and because she suffered from a congenital disease in both eyes, she was unable to take care of herself, so she was temporarily taken care of by Ying Yue's father's sister.
Next to that certificate, Han Fei also saw a contract for the transfer of the house, only because Ying Yue was still young, the contract should not have legal effect.
"I probably understand, Ying Yue is a girl suffering from eye disease, this house originally belonged to her. Then her parents died suddenly because of an accident, and as a result, her father's sister's family moved in here and started taking care of her."