_Wavering bloody hands_
The door to the fifth room was opened. Entered into the room were both Yuan Zhu and the other lady who maintained few distance.
The light from the flashlight was of great help as it brightened up the room.
"The sound, can you remember where it came from" Yuan Zhu asked looking around.
"There" the lady pointed, to indicate exactly where she meant and her unwillingness to follow.
Up ahead, it was the same setting, an alter where a stone coffin existed, without wasting a moment Yuan Zhu quickened her pace and walked closer to the alter, although the ground were covered with blood, however the walls seemed untouched.
Her gaze directly look at the illustration on the wall..
It was of the same drawing of a little girl, in this picture, the background was similar to Zhang Han's sitting room, except the other female adult in the picture, and the little girl, there existed no one else. The little girl and the other female adult were having a meal.
The next picture was the girl going to bed, but in this illustration was something she didn't take note of in the previous, an hourglass, in inside the girl room was an hour glass, the next picture follows where the girl arose, however she seemed frightened by the figure before her.
The next illustration was unclear, there were dust on the surface, preventing people from having a clear look, therefore Yuan Zhu stretched her hand and started wiping the dust off the wall with her palms.
However it wasn't any better where the lady who was meters away from Yuan Zhu, a haggard and cadaverous hand, sneakily appeared behind the lady.
It hid quietly as if it has a mind of its own. It was waiting for the right moment to launch an attack.
After several attempt to wipe the dust off, however the more Yuan Zhu wiped from it, the dustier and barely visible the illustration became.
"I'm scared" The lady muttered
Yuan Zhu on the other hand, has been wiping the dust for sometimes now without any positive result.
"System"
[It'll be much appreciated if you referred to me as lovie. Thanks! What may I help host with]
"How many hours is left?"
[I hour, 17 minutes]
"Is there anything that could help with getting rid of the dusts?"
[Lovie abilities are limited for now, host must work harder, through that, lovie will climbed up higher level where host will have the access to alot]
"Mn"
[Host has a dagger, host might as well scratch out the dust off it]
"You think I haven't thought about that? Using the dagger is almost the same as ruining the illustration"
[Host seemed tired, should I blow you some air?]
Yuan Zhu sneered, her face darkened "I won't be needed that, Thank you! "
Lovie quietened and didn't say thing afterwards, however Yuan Zhu suddenly asked "What did you say just now?"
[You look you could faint, thus I thought you might use some air]
That's it! Air!
Of course, it couldn't be wiped off, neither could it be scratched off, then air might work!
Without wasting any more second, Yuan Zhu started blowing air to the wall with her mouth. The dusts that kept increasing with every attempt to wipe it off unexpectedly started to reduce, but at that moment.
A cold chilling feeling erupted, Yuan Zhu was almost forced to retreat, but there was something, an innate feeling she had, she was hyperaware that the truth might be found out through the last illustration.
The ghostly pale decayed hand, finally moved, the killing intent arose in the room, the hair on her body stood at alert, Detecting the peril she turned to escape but the pale and rotten hand had already gotten ahold of her as it stabbed through her rib.
The lady who fell on the ground gasp as blood flowed out if her mouth, the hand yet, brutally dug the rotten fingers into her heart, it squeezed for a few seconds before retrieving It.
Yuan Zhu on glancing back, seeing the lady falling down, without a second thought she sprinted to her side to aid her,
The ghost hand which seemed to just be starting tore a chunk of flesh off her body before Yuan Zhu could arrive.
With her current rage and agony of witnessing such brutality, Yuan Zhu aim the dagger at the hand but it lept unto the wall.
She gritted her teeths as she watched the hand dissolve and entered into the wall.
Yuan Zhu squatted and lifted the lady head off the ground, blood were oozing out of the opened flesh, her condition was no better than someone dying.
"Da...Dao..Dao....I...I'm s.. soo..r...r"
Her breathing heaved and with every blood loss, she grew pale, and paler.
Yuan Zhu hand firmly wrapped around the wound, "Save your breath, don't talk"
"I...I..I'm .so...r..r..y...Dao... Dao... "
Yuan Zhu felt as if her heart was being squeezed, she felt alot sadness and sympathy, although she was an NPC but at this instance, she was a human, an human whom she dragged here to die! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I was unable to save you. I'm really sorry"
Her wavering bloody hands, grabbed unto Yuan Zhu's, the pale lips opened and said to Yuan Zhu, "Save...DaoDao"
Yuan Zhu hands tightened more on the dagger as she stood, after laying the lady back on the ground.
Sensing an incoming danger, Yuan Zhu swerve, the hand having seeing she managed to dodge it's attack, charged more fiercely, Yuan Zhu stabbed at it but the dagger went through it, the protruded sharp claws scratched Yuan Zhu, it tore through her clothes.
Yuan Zhu winced, her gaze still blackened as she glanced around, looking for the hand fighting her seconds ago.
This is bad, she was not good with combat, although had few training with her grandpa before he died, but facing something beyond physical force, it could desolve and could appear anywhere.
This was no good.
[Behind you!]
Yuan Zhu swiftly turned and stabbed into the hand in mid air, the hand was struggling to escape, but Yuan Zhu wouldn't allowed it, with great strength, she plunged the knife into the wall, alongside with the hand.
Panting, she said "Thank you"
[I'm just carrying out my duties] lovie felt her heart was swelling, she felt proud in a different way.
Her upper sleeve has already been painted with blood, due to the stratch on her shoulder, it was just too deep. After her inspection, she lifted her head look up, but her gaze was greeted by an unusual sight. the reflection in the knife...
What…! It couldn't be!
Yuan Zhu took the final glance at the lady's body, her lips tightened, the stench of rotten blood seemed to be floating than it initially was, Yuan Zhu peered down then she walked out leaving behind both the hand nailed against the wall and the lady's corpse.
As soon as she came out of the cave, it was still dark outside but it must be nearing daybreak, it was like a lady with a single essence, a lady with a goal, Yuan Zhu submerged herself into the fog as she race into the woods.