Feeling Through the Boxes

Ah-yeon had been thinking that she was capable enough to take the initiative when the doll on the shelf suddenly fell to the floor innocently.

"Careful, its shadow is gone!"

Seeing where the doll had been, Je-yoon hurriedly cried out. He had observed the doll the longest and remembered its changes clearly.

The others hurriedly looked around at the ground, wary of the ghostly shadow and rope appearing within the light.

"Ah-yeon, keep watch around us. We'll search for the corpse." Charlotte pressed her pale lips together before speaking, then looked at the other four.

"We don't know what will happen when we feel around for the corpse. If Ah-yeon gets held back, then facing those ghosts outside, we'll definitely be doomed."

"Even if something happens to one of us, as long as Ah-yeon is safe, she still has a chance to get us out alive!"

"So I think we should take turns until we find the corpse. What do you think?"

Her body was weak, and Ji-hyun and Seong-hun were still supporting her, but her words showed no intention of excluding herself.

For someone who had just been possessed by a ghost and endured the darkness, making such a decision required tremendous courage.

Seeing that even Charlotte, a patient, had said this, Je-yoon and the others nodded with fearful expressions.

They were afraid, but they knew they had no other choice.

If they gambled, there was still a sliver of hope for survival.

"Alright, then we'll go by age in our group. I'll go first!" Charlotte said weakly.

She was simply too frail. The ghost had damaged her vitality.

The reason for going by age was that Ah-yeon was already the youngest in the group. Although Ah-yeon did not need to feel through the boxes, it made the arrangement