The storm, combined with the dim surroundings, made Zhang Yi feel a little creeped out despite the cartoonish art style.
After all, the atmosphere was way too hellish.
Grumbling inwardly, Zhang Yi had Booker knock on the door, but received no response. He then pushed the door open and went inside.
There was no one inside. Directly ahead stood only a poster, a basin of water, a towel, and a lit candle.
The poster read: I wish to wash away your sins.
These seemed to be the tools needed for a religious Baptism Ritual.
After looking around and finding nothing, Zhang Yi slowly made his way up to the Lighthouse's second floor. There, he found a marked map and a timetable.
But those were not the important part. What truly made Zhang Yi's heart skip a beat were the several bloody handprints on the wall leading to the third floor.
When he reached the third floor and saw the scene before him, his heart trembled.
A pool of bright red Bloodstain lay on the floor ahead. In the corner, someone had been tied backward to a chair, their head covered with a cloth sack stained red with blood.
A sign hung from their chest, reading: Don't disappoint us.
Together with the torrential rain, lightning, and thunder outside, it made Zhang Yi, who had never been particularly brave, start trembling.
Was this really not a horror game? Zhang Yi felt an overwhelming amount of pressure.
He cautiously approached, terrified that the corpse in the chair would suddenly leap up the moment he got close.
But apparently, she had been overthinking things. After getting closer and examining it briefly, there was nothing unusual.
And the hood could not be removed, so he could not see what the corpse actually looked like.
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