"You were with four ghosts back then. Where did they go?" Ouyang Susu hoisted the Disfigured Resident onto her back, her nerves taut.
"Maybe I ate them. I feel really full now." Fan Li looked at the wound on his hand. "Whenever I use that thing, I lose control."
Everyone had their own secrets, so Ouyang Susu did not pry. She took out a medical kit and handed it to Fan Li.
"Use it on him first." Fan Li opened the medical kit and roughly bandaged the Disfigured Resident's wounds. "His injuries are too severe. If we can't leave the residential complex tonight, he'll probably die here."
They gave him a little water. Whether it was a final rally before death or a slight recovery, the Disfigured Resident's lips parted. "Save my mom. Please."
"Your mom?" Fan Li looked around. "Why did those ghosts catch you? What exactly happened in this complex?"
"They've gone mad. Everyone in the complex has gone mad. Everyone's face was stolen, and they all turned into monsters." The disfigured man spoke in broken fragments. "It started when one of the older women from the Residents' Committee picked something up. She said it really worked, that worshipping it would grant any wish. But the more they worshipped it, the more strange things happened! You have to be careful!"
"Then why are you okay? Because you're disfigured?" Li asked curiously.
"The god likes perfect faces and beautiful memories. I've been a freak since birth. Only my mom ever looked after me. My dad was never home. My life was worse than death, and even that ghost seemed disgusted by me." The disfigured man sounded close to tears. "I ruined my own face. I'm insecure and cowardly, and I've done a lot of bad things. I'm not even