It was late at night.
Xu Yi put away the [Fated Die]. His hand reached for the bathroom door handle, but then paused for a moment.
My hand... has gotten thinner.
Unlike the others, Xu Yi could clearly feel that his wrist had grown thinner.
That was because he wore a watch with a very tight strap.
Even that slight change had loosened the strap a little.
Xu Yi stared at his wrist for a while, then looked away.
After leaving the bathroom, he had intended to tell Zhong Xueran, who was becoming less and less like herself, about his plans. But after looking around the living room, he immediately frowned.
No one was there.
Where was Zhong Xueran?
He had heard nothing outside while he was in the bathroom. It did not seem as though a ghost had attacked her.
Had she left on her own?
"Zhong Xueran?"
Xu Yi called out.
"Are you still here? Zhong Xueran?"
Only Xu Yi's own voice echoed through the apartment in the dead of night.
Wait...
Xu Yi looked at the camera he had installed in a corner of the living room. It had originally been meant to guard against burglars, but now it seemed to have another use.
He immediately returned to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and pulled up the surveillance footage.
It was now 1:20 a.m. He rewound the footage to when Zhong Xueran had been in the living room, and something strange happened...
Her lips blood-red, Zhong Xueran slowly walked toward the corner.
Something seemed to be drawing her over. As though she had completely lost control of her body, she dragged her slightly unsteady feet slowly toward the wall.
Xu Yi's heartbeat abruptly quickened. He immediately rushed out of the bedroom and into the living room!