"Bang-"
Lin Ruonan rushed into the cabin and slammed the door behind her, breathing hard, tense to the extreme!
Could it... get in?
It probably couldn't...
Otherwise, it would have come in while we were sleeping...
Lin Ruonan listened carefully to the sounds outside.
There were indeed shuffling footsteps, but they gradually receded until she could no longer hear them.
Had it gone?
Lin Ruonan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She slumped to the floor, limp all over, and reached up to rub her neck. She had almost... come just that close to dying.
But she hadn't expected that ghost to be afraid of pain.
It seemed quite impossible when she thought about it.
In all this time, she had never encountered a ghost that feared pain.
The two men in the cabin seemed to have woken up as well. Lin Ruonan walked over to the fire and added some wood, bringing the flames back to life.
She was just about to tell them what had happened to her when she suddenly felt her scalp prickle...
What was going on? Why was it even colder now that the fire was burning?
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow cast on the wall by the firelight.
That shadow... was long and thin, with something like hair dancing around it.
Lin Ruonan's breath caught. Slowly, she turned to look at the people in the cabin...
In the firelight, she first saw one bare leg... then a second... a third...
She jerked her head up! An unfamiliar, distorted... face stood quietly beside the fire, staring fixedly at her!
"It" wore a white dress, and beneath its hem was a dense mass of legs.
Lin Ruonan's pupils contracted. Lit by the fire, that unfamiliar, twisted, horrifying face