My Healing Games

Chapter 305 A Red Dress Hanging in the Bathroom

Three footsteps echoed in the stairwell at midnight, but there were only two people.

After Han Fei finished speaking, the young security guard and Brother Hua were both stunned for a moment. They didn't see anyone else when they went downstairs.

Cold sweat streamed down his face, but Hua Ge forced himself to remain calm. He gripped the powerful flashlight tightly and said, "Let's go upstairs first, don't worry about anything else."

Hua kept urging the young security guard to go upstairs, as if he would be safe as long as he went upstairs. But Han Fei thought that the higher he went, the more terrifying things he would encounter.

Are dead buildings and happy communities different?
Han Fei, seemingly on the verge of death, leaned against the young security guard, quietly observing his surroundings.

The hallway was tiled, but perhaps due to the negligence of the cleaning staff, many tiles had speckled stains, and occasionally a few long hairs could be seen.

The stair railing is made of iron and painted with a bright red paint, making it look very vibrant.

The distance between the steps is exactly the same, but the young security guard always inexplicably trips when going upstairs, as if he suddenly steps into empty space.

What Han Fei found most strange was that the corridor was equipped with motion-activated lights, but only the odd-numbered floors had lights on, and every even-numbered floor was surrounded by a pitch-black shadow.

Therefore, the security guards in this building always carry flashlights with them, no matter where they go; they have become accustomed to these eerie things.

In the blink of an eye, the young security guard had carried Han Fei to the third floor. Seeing that he was going to continue going up, Han Fei became a little scared. He dared not pretend to be dead any longer and slowly woke up: "Which floor are we going to?"

"Go to the security room. It's the safest place after dark," the young security guard replied casually to Han Fei's question, naive and innocent.

"Which floor is the security room on?" Han Fei didn't think there was a safe place in the building. He even began to suspect that the two security guards were planning to kill him and then find a place to dispose of the body.

"It's on the fourth floor, almost there, don't worry." Hua Ge thought Han Fei was in a lot of pain because his injuries were too severe, which was why he kept asking.

"Fourth floor?" Upon hearing this floor number, Han Fei, who had been pretending to be anxious, actually became a little anxious.

The more rooms in a dead building contain the number four, the more dangerous they are.

Why did those two security guards have to go to the fourth floor?
Han Fei finally understood. No wonder the security guards kept disappearing; they had really chosen a "lucky place" for themselves.

After passing the third floor, the young security guard carried Han Fei directly into the fourth floor, which did not have motion-activated lights. As they opened the security door, the third set of footsteps sounded again in the corridor.

Han Fei heard it clearly; the sound came from the first floor and then quickly chased after it to the fourth floor!

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Han Fei got goosebumps on the back of his neck, but the young security guard and Brother Hua seemed not to hear them, remaining cautious and seemingly on guard against something.

Han Fei wanted to urge them on, but in the end he wisely kept quiet.

As soon as the safety door on the fourth floor opened, a cold wind blew out of the corridor.

There were no lights on this floor, and the corridor was pitch black. When a flashlight swept across it, the white-painted walls looked like mourning faces.

"We're here. This is the security room." The young security guard, carrying Han Fei on his back, stopped in front of a room, while Hua Ge next to him frantically rummaged through his pocket for his keys.

Han Fei silently looked up and glanced at the security room's door number; his heart almost stopped.

"Room 1044?!"

This room number is exactly the same as the one he lives in in the Happiness Community. The number contains two 4s, and it is the most dangerous room on the ground floor.

"A lot of things happened in this neighborhood before. I heard that they invited a spirit, and I don't know what happened, but things gradually calmed down." The young security guard looked at Brother Hua, who was still searching for his keys, and said in a low voice, "I heard that this room is a haunted house. Someone died before it was sold. In order to stabilize everyone's emotions and maintain the security in the building, the developer simply set up the security room in this room. He wanted the righteousness of the security guard to intimidate this building."

"Uprightness?"

This shows a complete disregard for the lives of security guards; in Han Fei's opinion, only Butterfly would do something like this.

The footsteps downstairs approached quickly, and when the other person appeared at the top of the stairs on the fourth floor, Brother Hua finally found the room key.

The three entered the house, and as the door closed, Han Fei heard footsteps running through the corridor outside.

With his back against the door, Brother Hua, who had been standing outside looking like a senior, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The young security guard was sweating profusely, while Brother Hua's back was soaked with cold sweat, his security uniform clinging to his skin, though he didn't realize it and was still pretending to be calm.

"It's best to avoid going downstairs after dark. There was a security guard who went downstairs at midnight and never came back." Hua Ge awkwardly straightened his collar, trying to hide his slightly trembling hands.

"Brother, I heard that two food deliverymen died on the first floor? The killer would call the deliverymen into the building and then kill them without ever seeing them again, dead or alive..." The young security guard put Han Fei on the sofa; he was also very scared.

“You’re new here and don’t know these things.” Hua Ge leaned against the door and lowered his voice: “Once, when I was patrolling the first floor, I heard a knock on the door. I thought no one lived on the first floor, so I ran over to check it out. And guess what I saw?”

"What is that?" the young security guard asked Hua Ge curiously.

"A deliveryman in a red uniform, carrying a huge, bleeding delivery box, was pressed against the door, peering inside and saying, 'Your meat is here, your meat is here...'"

Hua Ge imitated it very well, and the temperature inside the room even dropped a bit.

"Really? Brother Hua, you dare to go downstairs alone? That's not like you."

"I'm kidding you, I'm this." Brother Hua crossed his arms and made a turtle gesture.

The two security guards were talking about the strange things happening on the first floor, and the dying Han Fei was listening intently.

The monster Hua Ge described looked very similar to the monster on the first floor of the Dead Building game, which made Han Fei certain of one thing: the Dead Building game was a reflection of the Dead Building in the Deep World!
While eavesdropping, Han Fei also began to look around. He really didn't expect that the first room he went to after entering the Dead Building would be room 1044. It all seemed like it was destined.

This room number contains two fours, making it a haunted house. On the surface, it looks normal, with various rules and regulations, work forms, and photos of people's appearances hanging on the walls, giving it a very formal feel.

Compared to a regular security room, the building also provides security guards with rubber batons, high-powered flashlights, cut-resistant gloves, and stab-proof vests. There are also four walkie-talkies on the table in the inner room.

There are many fancy and flashy things, but very few that are actually useful.

"There doesn't seem to be anything particularly special about the room."

According to the hints in the Dead Tower game, once you enter the Dead Tower, you must obtain a certain death curse as soon as possible, otherwise the Dead Tower will prepare a death curse for you personally.

“Every room in the Dead Tower should be cursed, but after I entered this room…”

Just as Han Fei was wondering what was going on, he suddenly noticed that Brother Hua and the young security guard had stopped talking and were staring blankly behind Han Fei, their faces pale.

"That thing has come out again."

"Who hung it there? Didn't we already throw it away?"

Both security guards' voices were trembling, and out of curiosity, Han Fei also turned his head to take a look.

In the bathroom of room 1044, a blood-red long dress was hanging.

The hem of her skirt trailed on the ground, making her look like someone standing in a toilet.

(End of this chapter)