The Girl's Red

A pure white bathtub, a naked girl, bloody water swallowing her whole...

The girl's skin was the same color as the white jade-like tub.

Floating in the overflowing bloody water, she looked like a lone lily blooming among roses.

Her eyes were the same color as the water. No whites remained; bloodred veins had claimed them entirely.

Ji Li quietly met those bloody eyes. An inexplicable aversion rose in him, and he instinctively looked away.

Just then, sensing something, he turned toward the bathroom doorway.

A trail of blood footprints was there, but no one stood beside it.

Yet Ji Li sensed a gaze secretly watching everything.

That gaze had been there since Act One. The narration had described it, too.

Then there had been the unseen hand behind the flute music on the Thirteenth Floor, the one manipulating the severed shadows...

Who was it?

Who had been watching Ji Li's every move?

"A ghost...?"

Ji Li shook his head slightly. He had no answer. All he knew was that Supernatural Power was involved.

Whether it belonged to a person or a ghost, he could not say.

"Eyes. Red eyes. They're watching you!"

Ji Li squeezed his eyes shut, but the girl's gaze kept circling through his mind.

One look at those eyes was enough to make them impossible to forget.

Patter, patter, patter...

Rain poured down on the long street outside the building.

Ji Li stood at the entrance, looking through the glass doors at the world beyond.

The rain reminded him of when he had first arrived here. It had been pouring then, too.

A gaunt man hurried in through the rain and brushed past Ji Li.

Just as they were about to pass each other, the man stopped and cast Ji Li a suspicious glance.

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