The moment Luo Xian entered the room, she felt uncomfortable, a sense of unease seeping through her inside and out.
This was her first time in Room 1001, and she found it even more cramped than Room 1818.
The dark green palette of Ruru's House had been oppressive enough, but black and red dominated this place.
There was little space to begin with, yet for some reason it had been partitioned into one section after another. Every window had multiple layers of curtains, preventing even a sliver of light from entering.
Only in the bedroom at the very back did a beam of dark red light stretch a long shadow across the floor.
A small, hunched figure silently entered Luo Xian's field of vision amid that red light and shadow.
The Cheongsam Woman led her all the way to the sitting room. Luo Xian stopped in front of the sofa and watched her approach the bedroom doorway and gently draw aside the door curtain.
"Granny, they're here."
Luo Xian's face looked slightly distorted in the dim light as she tentatively peered through the gap in the curtain.
She saw a short figure with her back to the door, wearing a red padded jacket embroidered with unidentifiable patterns. Two braids streaked black and white hung down over her hunched back.
Old Madam Hu, the spirit medium of the Tenth Floor, made her first appearance with her back turned.
She seemed to be sitting before a low table, her shoulders twitching. Her attention appeared to be elsewhere; even after hearing the Cheongsam Woman's announcement, she neither spoke nor moved.
Strangely, however, Luo Xian's discomfort did not come from the silent, oddly behaving Old Madam Hu, but from the house itself.
Old Madam Hu remained occupied with the task at hand, leaving everyone