At midnight, not a single light was on in the living room. Though a faint light glowed in the bedroom beyond, March still felt as if her heart were about to leap out of her throat.
She kept reminding herself to stay calm, but fear followed her like a shadow.
Fortunately, they had located the living room light switch last night. Even in the pitch-black room, March managed to feel her way to it.
As soon as the light came on, she felt much better.
"S-sorry..."
"I'm here..."
Standing outside the bedroom door, March sounded on the verge of tears.
Creeeak-
She pushed open the bedroom door. Beneath the dim yellow light, a bloated, obese figure lay on the bed, obscured by a mosquito net.
Though she had seen it once yesterday, the sight still made March's heart lurch, and fear welled up inside her.
"Come here..."
Inside the mosquito net, the bloated, obese woman's voice sounded like fingernails scraping a blackboard, setting her teeth on edge.
March did not dare refuse. Trembling, she walked over to the mosquito net and waited beside it on one knee.
The game's task required her to look after the woman, and looking after her meant fulfilling her requests as best she could.
Whatever she asks, I have to endure it... I just have to get through this hour...
That was what March thought.
"Trim... my nails..."
The instant the woman on the bed finished speaking, the dim yellow light overhead flickered sharply!
March shuddered. She stared at the mosquito net in terror as it slowly opened... and a bloated, obese left arm reached out!
What chilled her most, nearly making her faint, was that... not only was the woman's skin covered in age spots and wrinkles, but the fingernails on her left hand