Withered Arm

Judging by the sound, they seemed to have gone downstairs.

Wang Ye felt a bit fortunate, fortunate that someone was still hidden in the cabinet next door. He hadn't been able to withstand the pressure.

Otherwise, he might have been the one to die.

Was the owner of those footsteps so desperate because they discovered the bone-cutting knife was missing from the kitchen?

Wang Ye looked at the bone-cutting knife in his hand, lost in thought.

Soon, he opened the cabinet and crawled out.

Looking at his hand, Wang Ye frowned slightly at the fresh blood smeared on his clothes.

This cabinet seemed to have the effect of isolating ghosts.

Otherwise, if it were just an ordinary cabinet, that ghostly thing would have opened the door long ago.

It seemed that every item in this room was not simple.

Including the cross-stitch hanging in the living room.

However, after encountering such great danger just for taking a bone-cutting knife, Wang Ye didn't dare to touch anything else right now.

Looking at the woman's photo on the bedroom wall, Wang Ye frowned slightly.

A qipao.

In Wang Ye's memory, this was a style of dress from decades ago, but the Terror Resurgence happened after the Eternal Night.

The Eternal Night incident

was only two years ago.

Could it be that similar things had already happened in earlier times?

Wang Ye's expression was somewhat grim.

And in the photo, as Wang Ye lowered his head in thought, the woman seemed to glance at him faintly, her smile deepening slightly.

But when Wang Ye looked up again, the photo was still, as if everything before had been an illusion.

Taking out the blood-stained bronze nail again, Wang Ye walked to the photo and aimed it at the woman's forehead, trying to stab it.

But...

Wang Ye seemed to have overestimated the sharpness of the bronze nail. This strange nail couldn't penetrate the photo at all.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the woman in the photo seemed to have moved.

And the footsteps in the stairwell sounded again.

That guy...

He's back.

The footsteps were hurried. Did he want to stop his actions?

It was too late to hide in the cabinet again.

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, picked up the bone-cutting knife in his hand, used it as a hammer, and forcefully struck the bronze nail with the handle of the bone-cutting knife.

A crisp sound rang out, and the bronze nail sank in slightly.

And in the photo, the woman's expression became ferocious. Her resentful eyes stared intently at Wang Ye, and her body struggled frantically, as if trying to break out of the photo.

It's working!

Wang Ye was overjoyed and, ignoring the strangeness of the photo, smashed it down forcefully again.

The bronze nail sank in a little more.

But Wang Ye's forehead felt as if it had been hit hard, making him dizzy.

"Damn it, is this a side effect of the bone-cutting knife?"

"It backfires on the user!"

Wang Ye shook his head slightly, regaining his clarity.

And in the photo, a shrill cry seemed to come from it, and the woman struggled even more frequently.

In the stairwell, the footsteps became more urgent.

Then, the main door of the living room let out a loud bang.

That guy...

He's inside!

Wang Ye gritted his teeth and smashed it down again, once, twice!

The bronze nail was hammered in bit by bit.

The woman stopped struggling, and the shrill screams also stopped. It could be seen that a wisp of blood seemed to be flowing from the woman's forehead in the photo.

The woman quieted down, but her resentful gaze remained fixed on Wang Ye, causing a sense of dread.

In the living room, the footsteps suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the dizziness in his head as he walked into the living room.

It was empty.

On the dust-covered floor, there were still only his footprints and those of the first person he'd encountered.

It was as if the sounds from before had been hallucinations.

"Is it over?"

Wang Ye took a deep breath, his whole body relaxing.

After resting for about a minute and alleviating the discomfort in his head, Wang Ye walked out of the mysterious Room 404, gently closing the door behind him.

He was back in the residential area. Looking up at the sun still high in the sky, it was hard to imagine that Wang Ye had just experienced a life-or-death crisis in less than an hour.

"As expected, people long for peace and beauty."

"Ghosts might not fear the sun, but the sun gives people a sense of security."

Wang Ye mused. Suddenly, he felt as if someone was watching him. He spun around abruptly, scanning his surroundings, but found no one.

"A hallucination?"

Wang Ye muttered to himself, a glint flashing in his eyes. Casually, he took out his phone from his pocket without unlocking it. Using the reflection on the screen, he stealthily observed his surroundings.

Suddenly—

Wang Ye froze. A chill instantly coursed through his entire body.

In the reflection of his phone screen, at the window of Room 404 in Building 4, a woman with a bloody hole in her head, from which blood was slowly trickling, was staring at him with a venomous gaze.

It was that crazy woman!

Damn it, wasn't she sealed with bronze nails!

Wang Ye cursed inwardly and quickened his pace, leaving the area.

This cursed place was no good. As expected, all the addresses provided by the post office were terrifying-level!

As Wang Ye departed, the woman in 404 silently withdrew from the window.

The entire Building 4 then gradually became ethereal, vanishing from Qinyuan Residential Area.

It was as if Building 4 had never existed.

After a long while...

From amidst a pile of ruins, a withered arm suddenly stretched out, propping itself on the ground. Gradually, a young man emerged from beneath the earth.

The young man's entire body was like that of a dried corpse, but miraculously, as time passed, his emaciated body gradually plumped up, and his vacant eyes regained clarity.

"Died once, huh."

The young man muttered to himself, "What the hell is going on in this damned place."

"How could there be such a terrifying existence."

As he spoke, the young man looked towards the location of Building 4. Then, his pupils contracted violently, and his face filled with shock.

"It's gone?"

"Damn it, I should really be grateful that I managed to get out alive."

The young man looked terrified, then quickly left the area, disappearing without a trace.

Back home, Wang Ye opened a newly purchased diary and began to record meticulously.

Codename: 404

Remarks: A bizarre room, a blood-stained bone-cutting knife, mysterious cross-stitch, a wooden cabinet that can block ghost detection, and... a woman who seemingly existed even before Eternal Night. There was also a mysterious person inside; didn't get a chance to see their face, but based on footsteps, it was likely a man.

Key Point: The woman is suspected to be unsealed and has already targeted me. Must be careful!

After finishing his diary entry, Wang Ye glanced at the previous page, which recorded the Suburban Cemetery, and then closed the diary.

This was his personal archive, his highest secret.

Some ghosts could alter memories.

Recording everything on paper was a habit Wang Ye had cultivated over many years.

At this moment, in the living room, the wooden door leading to the post office reappeared.