"Was it that Rag Doll again? Was everyone in this building killed by it?" Wen Qing had seen the writing on the yellow paper too. "Why would that monster do this?"
"Why?" Chen Ge turned and looked into Wen Qing's eyes. After thinking for a moment, he still decided not to tell her about the connection between the Underworld Fetus and Xiang Nuan.
Wen Qing didn't know that the monster she was talking about was actually connected to Xiang Nuan.
As the three of them stood by the bed talking, the bedroom began to slowly change.
The empty space on the bedsheet started to sink, as if someone were lying on it.
The stains shifted. A child's handprint appeared on the sheet and inched toward Wen Qing.
All three of them stood by the bed, but the handprint seemed to have eyes only for Wen Qing.
"Don't move."
The handprint finally stopped in front of Wen Qing. The room was so quiet it was frightening, and everyone held their breath.
"I feel like someone's standing in front of me." A dozen seconds later, Wen Qing spoke. Her eyes were full of terror. "I'm serious. Something is standing right in front of me!"
Chen Ge took out the Skull Crusher Hammer and stared at the bedsheet in front of Wen Qing. The child's handprint had stopped in place.
"Ah!"
Without warning, Wen Qing suddenly screamed and stumbled backward, crashing into the wall.
At the same time, the child's handprint began moving again, racing toward the window.
"Something just touched my face! Its hand was so cold!" Wen Qing didn't look like she was lying.
"You can sense it?" Chen Ge used his Yin Pupil, but got nothing. He hadn't expected Wen Qing to be able to sense the thing.
"Yes! I