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Chapter 511 Who should I trust?

"All the deaths are related to him?" Gao Ming thought of the stories told by the owner of the house: "What did that guy do to you?"

"He was hiding in a doll at first, a doll made by my mother." The girl's expression was painful. "I found him during my brother's coma, but he acted very pitiful and funny, like a kind soul who had lost his way. I became friends with him and put him next to my pillow when I went to bed at night. I sang to him, played games with him, and played with him, but I didn't expect that he was so inhumane and bad to the core!"

The girl could no longer shed tears. Her pale face cracked and shallow bloodstains appeared. "He took advantage of my sleep at night and occupied my body, making me sleepwalk and do some terrible things. When it was almost dawn, he returned to the room and pretended nothing happened."

"All kinds of strange things would happen in the manor at midnight. Raw meat would go missing, the goldfish kept in the house would be killed, the kitchen chimney would be blocked by foreign objects, and the heater in the guest room would suddenly go out in the middle of the night."

"He was very careful when he was manipulating my body, but he was still seen by someone a week later."

"There aren't many tourists in the resort in winter. That day, there happened to be a group of mountaineering and skiing enthusiasts staying overnight. One of them ran to the kitchen in the middle of the night to find hot water for instant noodles and saw me coming out of the cellar with a knife in my hand."

"I was woken by the screams of tourists and I had no idea why I had left my warm bed and was standing in the kitchen with a knife."

"My parents and tourists all came running over. They looked at me with strange eyes. I still can't forget it." The little girl's voice was heartbreaking.

"After my family apologized to the tourists, they locked me up. Instead of blaming me, they scolded my brother."

"From that day on, my brother always looked at me with guilt. My father and mother also became haggard. They often came to chat with me and asked me the same question many times. At first I didn't understand why, but later I realized that they wanted to confirm whether I was still myself."

"As time went by, my lucid time was decreasing. I knew that it was all caused by the dirty thing in the rag doll. I questioned him loudly, but he never spoke to me again."

"I was terrified, I knew that evil thing must be planning something."

"I told my family everything, from the time the doll started talking to the time it mysteriously disappeared. My father and mother seemed to have figured out the pattern, and they found a way to deal with it from my grandfather's belongings."

"That thing seems to be able to control my body only when I fall asleep. They are going to seal it back into the rag doll."

"One night a week later, my parents and brother held a ceremony somewhere on the fourth floor of the manor. They fed me sleeping pills in advance and everything was ready. But when the ceremony started at midnight, I was suddenly awakened by a sharp pain like a needle prick, and my consciousness took over my body."

"My limbs were tied to the bed. I struggled and yelled, crying and calling for my parents, but everyone seemed to think I was acting."

"The ceremony did not end. I saw the outline of a door appear on a wall. Those strange patterns seemed to crawl onto my body. As my family dripped blood onto the door, strange divine sounds came from the red door. My father threw fresh living things into it. My consciousness was also guided by the patterns and seemed to leave my body."

"No matter how I screamed, it was useless. I watched helplessly as I was sent into the body of the rag doll." "The tearful rag doll looked at my body. I was smiling while lying on the bed. The thing that ran out from behind the door had been waiting for this day. Everything it did was to exchange bodies with me."

"From the very beginning when he approached me, gained my trust, imitated my tone and demeanor, to later when he manipulated my body to expose himself, all the weaknesses and patterns he showed were intentionally displayed for others to see."

"He was already there when I took the sleeping pills. He actually hid a half-needle under my tongue, just to wake me up at the most critical moment of the ritual."

"When I was locked up, my father and mother often came to talk to me at night, but he was the one who answered. He deliberately imitated my collapse and shouting, seemingly to gain my parents' sympathy, but in fact it was to make my parents crueler so that when they saw the real me begging for mercy, they could still ensure the ceremony went smoothly."

The snow and blood mixed together, cold and dazzling, and the ground under the girl's feet was stained a little red.

"After the ceremony, the monster completely took over my body. My father tore me into pieces while I was hiding in the rag doll and buried me in the pine forest. He used the mountain to suppress my soul."

"Things have only just begun here. The monster who replaced me would occasionally come to the pine forest to find me and tell me what happened to my family. He also threatened me to cooperate with him, otherwise he would kill everyone."

"Of course I wouldn't agree. In fact, I had already thought it through by then. No matter what choice I made, that monster would attack my family."

"Not long after, my mother went crazy and was locked up on the fourth floor. The group of tourists also had an accident."

"Dad was unwilling to give in. He was usually gentle, but he vowed to fight those filthy creatures to the end. He blocked the fourth floor, took all of grandpa's belongings, and destroyed the door at the cost of everything he had."

"My brother is the only one left in the manor. My poor brother has attributed all the faults to himself. He lives in self-blame and guilt every day. His mental health has gradually deteriorated. He has begun to hate 'doors' and 'windows'. Every day in the manor, I can hear the sound of doors being hacked. The windows are also sealed up. I am very worried about him, but I am trapped in the pine forest and there is no way to get out."

The girl told Gao Ming a completely different story, but her final description of her brother was basically the same as her brother's illness in reality.

"I seem to have encountered this kind of ghost that can replace living people in my own nightmares. Most of them... live in shadows? Shadows? The world behind the door is the world of shadows?" Gao Ming shook his head and focused his eyes on the girl: "Where did your brother go in the end? Was he captured by the snowman?"

"I have never seen my brother leave the manor, he should still be inside!" the girl said with certainty.

"Except for those four rooms, we have checked all other rooms in the manor. It seems that your brother should be hidden in a room." Gao Ming was more confident about the plan for tonight. He stared at the little girl and said, "One last question. Can you come into the manor with me?"

(End of this chapter)