My Healing Games

Chapter 308 Night Patrol

The bathroom door was half open, and the blood-soaked person hung where the red dress had been. His body seemed boneless, limply suspended.

Blood trickled down his coat, dripping onto the floor and staining the white tiles red.

Looking at the bathroom, Han Fei felt a hand gripping his throat tightly, making it hard for him to breathe. His hands and feet were ice-cold, and his gaze seemed frozen.

What was swaying in the darkness was not a red dress, but a person stained with blood.

The wound was hidden beneath the security guard's uniform, the blood soaking through his outer garment. The man's head was bowed, and judging from his facial features, he looked very much like the young security guard, Xiao Fang.

The bathroom window seemed to be slightly ajar, and a draft was blowing. In the darkness, Xiao Fang, who was hanging in the bathroom, suddenly raised his hand.

He pulled a sharp pair of scissors from his pocket!

The scissors were stained with blood and red cloth; Xiao Fang had once said she would use these scissors to cut the red dress to pieces.

He gripped the scissors with five fingers, and then began to cut his own skin.

Dark red blood flowed out instantly, but Xiao Fang felt no pain. His movements became faster and faster, as if he were possessed and completely out of control.

Han Fei's heart was pounding. He wanted to warn the other person, but he was as if he were being paralyzed by a ghost, unable to move or speak.

Struggling desperately and resisting with all his might, at the last moment, the blood-red lines on Han Fei's arm began to flow, and a pain like steel needles piercing his flesh came, instantly bringing Han Fei back to his senses.

He shouted loudly, and Hua Ge, who had fallen asleep at some point, suddenly jumped up from the ground and started sweeping around with a powerful flashlight.

"The bathroom! Quick, go save Xiao Fang!"

Before Han Fei could even speak, Xiao Fang's screams could be heard coming from the bathroom.

He fell to the ground, sustaining several wounds.

"Xiao Fang, what are you doing in the bathroom in the middle of the night?" Hua Ge was terrified when he saw Xiao Fang covered in blood.

"I don't know either. I just fell asleep and had a dream that the red dress came back. I wanted to destroy it, to cut it into pieces and bury it in the ground..." Xiao Fang's eyes were red, and the pain distorted his face: "When I woke up, I was already here. Brother Hua, what's going on? Am I possessed by that red dress?!"

Xiao Fang's voice was full of fear; he was completely panicked.

Before Han Fei suggested sending the red dress away, Xiao Fang had suggested cutting it up or burning it and burying it in the ground. Now, these things didn't happen to the red dress, but to him!

Seeing Xiao Fang's miserable state, Hua Ge felt both heartache and fear. He was about to approach to help the young security guard treat his wounds when he suddenly seemed to see something and stopped in his tracks: "Xiao...Xiao Fang, behind you!"

Xiao Fang, who was already terrified, turned around quickly when he heard what Hua Ge said. What he saw almost made him wet himself.

The blood-red dress clung to his back, making him look like a drowning person clinging tightly to the back of the person next to them, trying to drag them into the deep pool.

With a scream, Xiao Fang grabbed the red dress, ready to throw it to the ground, but remembering what had just happened, he felt a little scared and finally only dared to gently place the red dress in the bathtub.

"What should we do? Not only has it returned, but its body seems even redder, like it has drunk a lot of blood." Xiao Fang sat on the toilet floor, his eyes filled with fear.

Hua Ge seemed to have experienced all of this: "Everything started all over again. The woman in the red dress will probably only stop when there is only one of us left."

He found the first-aid kit and began bandaging Xiao Fang's wound.

In some ways, this red dress is fair; Xiao Fang's skin was cut raw and bleeding, which looked frightening, but it was all superficial wounds.

"Brother Hua, what exactly happened last time?" Han Fei was very curious about Brother Hua's past experiences, as the other party was always vague and seemed unwilling to recall the scene.

After hesitating for a long time, Hua Ge finally spoke: "The last time the red dress appeared was a few months ago. At that time, there were four security guards in Building 1, two experienced guards and two new guards. I remember it very clearly, everything was normal for the first half of that night, but in the second half of the night, the red dress inexplicably appeared..."

He sighed softly: "At first, we just threw the red dress into the trash can. But during our patrol late at night, a new employee suddenly fell from the building. He landed right next to the household waste sorting bin downstairs. The three of us didn't connect the incident with the red dress at first. But in the following days, the red dress kept appearing and haunting us. The other two security guards also had accidents one after another. When I was the only one left, the red dress suddenly disappeared."

While it seems that Brother Hua has recounted what happened back then, he has not revealed many details.

Han Fei didn't think the red dress would suddenly disappear on its own. He suspected that Brother Hua was hiding something. The other party hadn't explained in detail how the other two security guards died, and Han Fei had every reason to guess that Brother Hua had killed the other two security guards himself.

This person is generally a good person, but few people can maintain their principles when their lives are in danger.

Human nature clashes constantly within the haunted building, like colorful flowers, and this is precisely the meaning of the "flowerpot's" existence, and exactly what the butterfly wants to see.

The room became oppressive, and Xiao Fang felt like crying. He felt like he was being haunted by a ghost, and he might be the first person to die.

“I’ve had the most contact with the red dress, it will definitely not let me go…” Just as Xiao Fang was feeling desperate, he suddenly saw the weak Han Fei pick up the red dress from the bathtub: “You are the only one of the three of us who has not touched the red dress. I advise you not to get involved with it.”

"I want to test something." This was Han Fei's first time touching the red dress. He held it in his hand and carefully felt the texture from his fingertips.

The dress is of average workmanship and not made of any high-end material, but it feels very comfortable to the touch, like touching smooth human skin.

The dress has few patterns, but they are very delicate. The original owner seemed to really like this dress. Although it looks like it's soaked in blood, it has a faint fragrance.

"Um... what kind of experiment do you want to do?" Hua Ge interrupted Han Fei, looking at Han Fei as if he had seen a "pervert".

"Wait a moment." Han Fei entered the bedroom with the red dress. He lifted the bed sheet and put the dress under the bed. "Let's turn off the lights and go out for a bit."

The room with the lights on is completely different from the room with the lights off. Han Fei wanted to see if the woman in the red dress could kill the thing the delivery ghost had sent under the bed.

If the red-skirted woman kills that thing, Han Fei can try to deduce the conditions that the red-skirted woman and other ghosts would need to meet to take action.

While the other two security guards were still wondering what Han Fei was going to do, they had already turned off the lights and left the room.

Just as the three of them stepped out of the room, a scream came from room 1044. The sound lasted for a full minute, giving the three security guards goosebumps.

Once the screams stopped, Han Fei hid behind Hua Ge, and the three of them went back into the house.

I turned on the light, and everything seemed normal; nothing appeared to have happened in the bedroom.

But when Han Fei lifted the bed sheet, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

The red dress remained untouched, but a large patch of bloodstains appeared under the bed, as if a blood-filled balloon had been popped under the bed.

“Do you remember what I said before? The deliveryman brought something into the house, and that thing should be dead by now.” Han Fei held up the red dress: “This dress not only kills people, but also ghosts. Perhaps we shouldn’t resist it, but learn to coexist with it.”

"To coexist with a red dress?"

"I think it will be easier for you to understand if I put it another way." Han Fei solemnly held up the red dress: "Room 1044 originally belonged to her. We were just tenants. Since we are tenants, shouldn't the landlord collect rent?"

"Yes." Xiao Fang and Hua Ge nodded.

“Money is useless to them. Our lives are the rent. If we don’t want to die, shouldn’t we pay her some other rent? Like something from the Blood Sacrifice Tower?” Han Fei had an idea in mind: “She seems to really like the ‘items’ delivered by the deliveryman. She couldn’t wait to start eating them before we even left the room. In that case, why don’t we give that delivery ghost to her?”

"A delivery ghost?" Even Hua Ge had no idea how Han Fei came up with these ideas.

“We are community security guards, and we are responsible for maintaining the security of the community. The woman in the red dress is also a homeowner. The delivery guy broke into a homeowner's house and even hid under the bed in the bedroom. Do you think he should be punished?” Han Fei’s words made a lot of sense, and under his patient persuasion, Xiao Fang and Hua Ge also agreed.

Unbeknownst to him, Han Fei had become the core of this trio, a fact he himself was unaware of.

"It's time for our late-night patrol now, let's go together."

Under the astonished gazes of Hua Ge and Xiao Fang, Han Fei folded the red dress neatly. Only then did they realize that when Han Fei said "go together," he meant to take the red dress with him on patrol.

(End of this chapter)