There didn't seem to be anything supernatural here.
Yu Liang glanced at the mannequin on the floor. The mannequin was dissected like an anatomical model, its arms and legs detached and lying next to its torso.
The face of the mannequin model still maintained a rigid smile.
He decided to reassemble its limbs.
If he left it dismembered, and the mannequin somehow gained sentience, it would surely hold a grudge against him, leading to unpredictable consequences.
Given his extensive experience with horror stories, Yu Liang had no wish to invite trouble in this strange place.
He began to reattach the mannequin's limbs one by one. They were standard, merely needing alignment and tightening, topped off by securing the clasps.
As the final buckle on the arm was perfectly in place, Yu Liang reassembled all of the mannequin's limbs.
"One extra hand?" Suddenly, Yu Liang saw an additional fake hand next to the mannequin's feet, leaving him stunned.
Why was there an extra hand?
