Rather comically, Hobart drew his gun on the stairs, while Daniel had only a police baton.
Thump, thump, thump~ Little Henry seemed to hear someone coming upstairs, and the frequency of his ramming against the door increased.
Daniel had originally wanted to call Little Henry's name to soothe him, but for some reason, in such an environment, he found himself unable to open his mouth.
Thump, thump, thump~ The sound was like a death knell. Daniel regretted coming upstairs, but they had already reached the bedroom door where the banging was coming from.
Using the Spirit Vision provided by the Spirit Medium Necklace, Hobart confirmed once more that there were no living people left in the room. He raised his cane in one hand, gripped his gun in the other, and kicked the bedroom door open.
This was already the third time he had broken down a door today. He felt that he was becoming increasingly proficient at kicking doors open.
With the door wide open, Hobart and Daniel first saw a child of seven or eight, with a deathly pale face, cloudy eyes, and fangs.
This had to be Little Henry. Upon seeing the two living people at the door, he let out a sound that was half crying and half the screech of a night bird, then immediately lunged at Daniel.
Seeing that it was merely an ordinary Living Corpse, Hobart relaxed and said with a smile, "He wants you to hold him."
Daniel also saw that something was wrong and hurriedly dodged aside. However, the little Living Corpse was struck by Hobart's prepared cane and sent crashing into the wall.
The blow was far from light. The little Living Corpse stuck to the wall like a lump of mud, utterly motionless.
Daniel's mouth fell open. "You... you