In the room, apart from the small area illuminated by the burning candlelight, the rest was engulfed in thick, oppressive shadows.
Du Wei sat on a chair, closed Mike Stowe's diary, and stared expressionlessly at the white mask.
Aside from the eye holes, the mask was blank at the nose and mouth.
The mask felt dangerous to Du Wei; it seemed to harbor something extremely evil.
According to Mike Stowe's diary, after he wore one of the masks, an Evil Spirit began to haunt him.
That Evil Spirit must be from this mansion, but its condition seemed strange.
As for the remaining mask, Mike Stowe had not touched it again.
That is to say, there should still be an Evil Spirit inside the mask.
At this moment, Du Wei suddenly frowned, as if something had invaded his nostrils, causing him great discomfort.
"It's dust… no, it's the Bone Powder that can counter Evil Spirits."
