Inside Room 402

Eight chains hooked onto the ghost's limbs, chin, forehead, and spine.

Snowflakes from the corpse on Ah-yeon's back emitted a wave of freezing cold. The chains clattered as they retracted, dragging the large ghost before them into the snowflakes as well.

Ah-yeon had seen this happen before.

Her ghost hair had been an ability bestowed upon her after a chain bound a ghost in the bathroom.

Yet the large ghost before them required eight chains. No wonder she had been unable to find a way out.

The red snowflake ice crystals seemed to grow even colder after absorbing the large ghost.

It was a cold that came from the soul!

All six of them even had the feeling that this cold simply had not noticed them. If the chill emanating from the snowflakes were to glance at them even once, they would become frozen solid.

This made the other five even more reverent.

Though even Ah-yeon did not know exactly what kind of existence they were revering.

With the corpse on her back, Ah-yeon led the way toward the fourth floor.

With every step she took, a pair of footprints, like condensed frost mist, was left behind on the dark corridor floor.

It was as though the cold within her body had already surpassed the corridor's subzero temperature.

The other five followed behind her.

When Je-yoon, bringing up the rear, nervously watched his surroundings and stepped over a frosty footprint, ready to cry for help at any moment—

A ghost stricken with polio wriggled like a maggot and charged at him from the darkness.

At the same time, the shadow of a rope emerged from the darkness and looped toward his neck.

Ah-yeon instantly sensed something was wrong. Her long hair shot out, only to stop at once!

Je-yoon too