My Healing Games

Chapter 14, Level Two

Sharing happiness and hardship is how we should treat our good friends, and it's the same with our neighbors. Watching TV in a haunted house at 3 a.m. is such an exciting thing, it would be a waste to enjoy it all by myself, so Han Fei decided to invite his neighbors to join him.

He wants to start today to change his withdrawn personality and become a righteous and enthusiastic person.

With his eyes still fixed on the television, Han Fei's body began to move slowly.

In fact, when that hand appeared behind him, Han Fei decided to take a gamble.

Compared to the ghost that suddenly appeared, the neighbor outside the door, who was covered in blood, was actually somewhat acceptable to him.

Adjusting his posture little by little, Han Fei racked his brains and came up with several solutions.

The neighbor on the sixth floor was hiding outside the door, and to avoid being seen through the peephole, the person was huddled in a blind spot.

Han Fei felt that if he suddenly opened the door, given the crazy behavior of his sixth-floor neighbor, the neighbor probably wouldn't even bother to identify who he was before launching an attack.

Therefore, if you want the ghost in the haunted house to shift its hatred, you have to let the ghost leave first.

The plan in his mind was perfect, but Han Fei only realized how difficult it was after he actually started to implement it. His body was engulfed by darkness, and the cold aura permeated every nerve. Even the slightest movement of his body made him feel terrified.

The cold light emanating from the television screen was distorted, and the tiny, mutilated figure on the screen repeatedly struggled to break free only to be caught again. No one knew who was actually capturing it; all they knew was that it was utterly unable to escape.

The little man's silent screams seemed to foreshadow something; his futile struggles were dragged into the black house by an invisible hand.

It tried every possible way to resist, using various things in the house. It always managed to escape the room by the skin of its teeth, but every time it left that black house, a part of its body would be missing.

The little man's physical defects worsened, and his speed continued to decrease. When he escaped the dark room for the seventh time, he seemed to know his fate.

This time, it didn't wait for the invisible hand to come over; it turned around and looked behind it halfway through its run.

The scene shifts, and a monster made up of different human bodies appears on the television screen, constantly following the small, mutilated person.

The assembled arm turned into black smoke, grabbed the little man, and dragged him back to the black house once again.

Not long after, the door opened, and the little man, whose body was missing a part, walked out of the room.

This time, the little figure did not run away. It stopped in despair at the door of the black room, stared at the dark doorway, and then slowly walked in.

The animation shifted to the interior of the dark room for the first time. Han Fei held his breath, eager to know what was inside that nightmarish room.

The gruesome scene I had imagined did not appear. The interior of the black room looked quite ordinary. There was a shoe cabinet by the door, the floor was slightly cracked, and there were occasional black and red stains on the walls. The old digital clock showed the time as 3:15.

"The layout of this room..."

A sofa was placed in the center of the small living room, and something seemed to be playing on the television in front of it.

The little creature was utterly despondent. It stopped trying to run away and sat down on the sofa in despair.

The television was turned on, and the mutilated little man stared at the screen, as if he were watching Han Fei outside the screen.

Han Fei's heart skipped a beat. He was absolutely certain that the nightmarish black room in the animation was the room he was currently in!
The little figure in the animation was silently watching TV when a face suddenly peeked out from the bedroom behind it, followed by a neck and body. The monster, made up of human figures, seemed to have grown even larger.

The monster walked behind the little sofa, placed its hand on the little person's left shoulder, and then placed its other hand on the little person's right shoulder.

The icy feeling sent goosebumps up Han Fei's neck, and his right shoulder suddenly felt heavy.

Oops!

The little figure in the animation seems to be Han Fei himself, and the monster made up of human bodies seems to be standing behind him.

With his shoulders grabbed, the despair of the little man in the animation seemed to be transmitted to Han Fei.

Each futile escape, each subsequent physical deterioration—it's an unsolvable nightmare.

The little man in the animation gave up struggling, and the monster behind him gradually cracked open, revealing the faces hidden inside.

A chilling sound of skin tearing and bones dislocating rang out behind Han Fei. His situation was the same as the little man in the animation, except that the little man in the animation had given up, while Han Fei was staring intently at the monster in the animation, staring at the few human faces under the monster's ugly appearance.

Before logging into the game, he researched the human body puzzle pattern and looked at all the victims' photos. He discovered that the faces inside the monster's body were those victims, including Wei Youfu and his wife Amei.

With his shoulders locked, so tense he could hardly breathe, Han Fei felt a chill emanating from his shoulders, as if a tremendous force was trying to drag him away.

The little figures in the animated TV show had their bodies torn apart, and blood seeped from the TV screen, causing the already eerie room to change once again.

Han Fei also felt the pain in his shoulders; he had never been so close to death.

His body was gripped tightly by those hands, unable to break free. The little figure on the television screen had already been dismembered; this seemed to be Han Fei's final fate.

Under immense pressure to die, Han Fei made one last attempt.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you killed me."

"But, if possible, could I hear my wife's voice one more time? She's waiting for me to come home. I promised to give her a wedding ceremony."

Clenching his teeth, his eyes were already wet. In the final moment of life and death, the man in front of him did not care about his own life, but thought about the promise he made to his wife.

The simple words seemed to contain some kind of power, and the pair of pale arms pieced together from human bodies hesitated for a moment.

“I work like crazy, always working overtime until the early hours of the morning, but I don’t feel tired because I know the lights are still on at home.”

“I’m not afraid of dying, I’m afraid she’ll keep waiting for me. Can you let me say goodbye to her?”

Suppressed tears, swollen eyes, that ordinary face now held a kind of determination.

In the animated television series, the two faces inside the monster's body, which resembled Wei Youfu and Amei, slowly returned to normal. Their malevolence subsided, and as they gazed at Han Fei, for a fleeting moment it seemed as if they saw themselves reflected in him.

The monster stopped in its tracks, and the seven faces inside its body seemed to have started to disagree.

Han Fei remained seated on the sofa the entire time, not daring to move, his eyes fixed on the television.

Those words were spoken by Han Fei from Wei Youfu's perspective. No one gave Wei Youfu a chance back then, but now the choice is in Wei Youfu's hands.

Time ticked by, and the faces inside the monster's body grew increasingly agitated. Just as they were about to attack Han Fei again, Wei Youfu, who had initially appeared honest and simple, suddenly went berserk and bit at the face next to him.

The room seemed to be shaking, and the legs behind the TV cabinet disappeared rapidly. Something seemed to have happened behind Han Fei.

Suppressing his curiosity, Han Fei continued to stare at the television, but his hands were clenched tightly together.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the oppressive feeling in the room gradually disappeared.

"Attention Player 0000! You have successfully completed the G-level beginner quest – Watching TV!"

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully leveled up to level two!"

(End of this chapter)