My Healing Games

Chapter 38 Nobody Knows Her Name
The mirror reflected a blood-red world, filled with bits of flesh, blood, and monsters pieced together from the victims' corpses, crammed the entire room.

Although there are no bloody scenes in reality, the monsters are real, and Han Fei has already felt that terror and oppression.

The stench of blood in the air grew stronger. Even though the water was warm, Han Fei felt as if he were bathing in fresh blood.

On the television in the living room, the warm memories of the victims have vanished, and their beautiful past is gradually being replaced by the child's nightmares.

The little figures fled through the dark forest, and in the end, they were all dragged into the pitch-black wooden house.

The monster's body in the mirror grew larger and larger, and the human face located at the monster's heart became increasingly clear.

It was a girl's face. She looked young, and there were no complicated emotions on her face; it was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

"She's the eighth victim? The number eight who was never recorded?"

Han Fei imprinted the girl's face deeply in his mind, which was one of the most crucial clues in solving the case.

The steam in the bathroom became thick, and a terrifying monster slowly appeared in the mirror.

Once it is completely pieced together, it will probably resemble the complete form that Han Fei encountered when he was doing the TV-watching task.

Witnessing the victims being dismembered and then seeing them reassemble into even more terrifying monsters—scenes far exceeding the limits of what ordinary people can endure—directly raised Han Fei's mental threshold.

His body trembled uncontrollably, but even in this moment, Han Fei did not forget Wei Youfu's request.

He stood alone in the bathroom, the monster beginning to appear outside the mirror, the corpse pieced together in the steam behind him.

"How can I help her?"

The eighth victim was like a princess sleeping inside a monster's body; she would only reappear with the monster after the other seven victims were disassembled.

To put it another way, the seemingly most flawless and beautiful girl is actually the ugliest and most terrifying monster; they seem to be one and the same.

Wei Youfu only wanted Han Fei to help the girl, but he didn't tell Han Fei exactly how to do it.

As the monster was gradually pieced together, the girl's face was slowly covered by flesh and blood, and she was about to be completely enveloped by the victim's body.

As the girl gradually disappeared and the monster slowly became complete, Han Fei felt he couldn't let things continue like this; he had to do something.

Turning around, Han Fei stared directly at the fleshy monster that filled almost the entire bathroom in the steam, and he made a crazy decision.

With his hands piercing into the gaps in the flesh, enduring the sticky and nauseating sensation, Han Fei pried open the severed limbs covering the girl's face, wanting to pull the girl out of the monster's body!

He was saving lives, but his hands were stained with blood, some of it from others, and some from himself.

The sharp broken bone cut his arm, and pain and fear tormented every nerve in his body, but Han Fei dared not stop. More and more flesh and blood gathered on the girl's face. In order to help the child, he desperately cut open the flesh and blood.

He had never seen so much blood, nor had he ever had such a terrifying experience. He forced himself not to think about anything else, afraid that he would collapse if he paused even for a moment.

Pieces of flesh were ripped open, and Han Fei was soaked in blood all over, but his movements became more and more skilled and faster.

Gradually, Han Fei dug the girl's head and shoulders out of the flesh monster's body.

One by one, tiny blood vessels were severed. Han Fei's mind was now blank. He mechanically repeated the same action until the electronic clock outside rang.

At four o'clock in the morning, dawn arrived. Although it was still pitch black outside the window, the speed of flesh healing had obviously slowed down. The girl, who looked like Sleeping Beauty, trembled her eyelashes slightly, as if she wanted to open her eyes.

Han Fei immediately sped up, his feet treading on flesh and blood, his whole body soaked in blood, and slowly, he finally dug out one of the girl's arms.

The water mist had long been replaced by blood mist. When Han Fei grabbed that hand, preparing to pull the girl out of the ugly flesh and blood, the sleeping girl slowly opened her eyes.

Han Fei had never seen such eyes before. The girl in front of him seemed to have no memory or emotions; her clear, bottomless eyes were like those of a newborn baby.

"I'm here to save you."

In the hellish scene covered in blood and flesh, Han Fei looked into the girl's eyes and grabbed her arm.

He didn't know if the girl could understand him; all he wanted to do was pull the child out of the monster's body.

The girl stared blankly at Han Fei and everything around her. She understood nothing; her eyes reflected not herself, but simply the world.

The rate of flesh and blood regeneration was getting slower and slower, but when Han Fei dug out the girl's other arm, he stopped.

The girl's torso was pierced by thin black lines, completely intertwined with the monster's flesh and blood, and could not be separated by brute force alone.

"Do you know what those black lines in your body are?" As soon as Han Fei's hand touched the thin lines, he felt dizzy, and a wave of malice and despair surged into his mind.

The girl couldn't understand Han Fei's words. She seemed to have gotten used to being trapped in flesh and blood, as if this was the normal world for her.

"What's your name? Do you remember who turned you into this?"

Han Fei didn't know how to remove the black lines, so he had to change his approach and try to get as much useful information as possible from the girl.

Even if we can't help them, as long as we can catch the murderer, that would be avenging all the victims.

The girl inside the monster's body still didn't reply. She looked around and then her gaze was drawn to the television in the living room.

One by one, the fleeing little people were caught and brought back to the cabin. They wept silently, and the whole forest fell silent.

The scene was pitch black, the night was pitch black, the house was pitch black. The girl looked at all of this, and she seemed to remember something. She made intermittent sounds, like a very short song.

"Dad held Mom's head and said he would use Mom's hair to make new clothes for me."

"Good children will be rewarded, and bad children will be sent to the cafeteria."

"You should laugh, you should cry, you should not make a fuss, and you should listen to your father's teachings."

"The older brothers and sisters were sent to distant places, and the number of younger brothers and sisters is decreasing."

“I put on the new clothes my father made, and he said I was still missing a pair of wings.”

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the eerie scene on the television screen changed. Countless fireflies flew out of the dark forest, bringing light with their tiny bodies.

The monster in the bathroom, made entirely of flesh and blood, began to dissolve, and the girl's body was dragged back into flesh and blood by streaks of black lines.

Han Fei tried desperately to stop it, but to no avail.

"The eighth victim died at four in the morning; she died at dawn." Han Fei recited the girl's last song from memory, then looked at the television: "Forest, black house, younger brother and sister, new clothes, wings..."

With all the key information put together, Han Fei now possessed a wealth of clues that even the police did not have.

"Attention player number 0000! The newbie quest 'Take a Bath' has been completed! One free skill point added, and the quest reward—'The Landlord's Diary'—has been obtained."

The cold voice in his mind interrupted Han Fei's thoughts. When he came back to his senses, the oppressive feeling in the bathroom had lessened considerably.

(End of this chapter)