Approaching a Dead End

"One person told me there were no ghosts in this world, just as you had never seen them.

"Another person told me ghosts were real, right there in my dreams, my mind, my heart.

"I was torn into two pieces by those two people. Sometimes they merged into one; sometimes they split apart.

"So I wanted to run, to a place where I could no longer hear them."

Wen He swayed from side to side with the jolting truck, her unfocused gaze fixed on the passing scenery as she spoke softly.

"Is that why you wanted to flee from one haunted house to another?"

"Praying to gods and Buddhas, chanting scriptures, performing rites for the dead—it was far from enough.

"But I thought the ghosts in that half of the building at 444 Diaoying Road should be enough to offset the one in our home."

Wen He stiffly turned her head toward him, an unusual madness lurking beneath her calm eyes.

Shao Yong'an was startled by her expression. He pursed his lips and did not dare speak again.

Wen He believed in the existence of ghosts. That much was clear from her usual behavior and what she had just said.

Still, there was something strange about her words. They simply felt off.

No one else spoke in the truck bed. Six people were crammed into the cargo truck, each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Only Xu Nan's responses over the communicator sounded from time to time.

"Understood. Keep helping him move."

After cutting off the channel, Xu Nan removed his headset and said to everyone in the truck bed:

"Two Supernatural Incidents: Niu Luo encountered Ghosts Waiting for Bus on the road, while Deng Yiwen saw her own burned face.

"In the end, Niu Luo survived, while Deng Yiwen disappeared.