Takahashi did not retract his hand, but the whole person stiffened, as if his soul had been drained and his body was frozen.

It felt strange to the touch, soft, cold, like cloth, and I don't know what it was.

It was attached to Takahashi's hand, moving little by little, like a small animal rubbing Takahashi's fingers.

One, two......

It was definitely not the wind, but some kind of living thing.

I didn't reach out to confirm. With my eyes and perception alone, I couldn't have noticed the existence of that thing.

Takahashi's touch is not fake.

The thing appeared out of nowhere, and then suddenly disappeared again.

I was still breathing, and I forgot how much time had passed.

Takahashi was relieved, and his stiff body seemed to be able to resume movement.

The people who had seen the cat before were also withdrawn from that state of surprise, and the chatter began to come and go, and some began to propose to go back to the room in fear.

Takahashi wanted to get up.

His hands propped up on the floor and straightened his upper body.

Seeing this, some of the people around wanted to come and support Takahashi.

Takahashi's hand was about to move.

Something grabbed Takahashi's fingers......

It's the hand! Human hands!

My eyes widened, still unable to see anything in the snow, and there was nothing in the void under the floor.

Takahashi gasped for breath, his body stiffening again.

His sudden expression of fear stunned everyone.

"High ......"

The hand let go, reached out again, grabbed Takahashi's wrist, and dug his nails into Takahashi's skin.

"Ahh Takahashi screamed, and the whole person was pulled by a strange force, and fell out of the corridor and landed on the soft snow.

His body sank into the snow, and half of his body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

"Takahashi!"

"Wow!"

"Ahh What's wrong! ”

The thing didn't let go yet, and continued to drag Takahashi.

The gap under the floor is large enough for an adult to climb into. But it was also very difficult.

Takahashi was pulled, but it was like a high-speed train, and he was dragged into that gap with a whoosh.

I followed in, only to hear Takahashi's screams echoing underground.

The screams came to an abrupt end.

Takahashi's entire face was submerged in the icy water.

I reached out to touch it, only to touch Takahashi's body.

His body seemed to be grabbed by something, and he couldn't do the slightest movement of struggle, so he could only keep shaking.

There is a sound of water......

The entire ground was filled with water, not deep, but it blocked Takahashi's breathing.

Takahashi seemed to have countless hands on his body, holding him down. The nails pierced Takahashi's skin, and blood poured out.

I felt my scalp tingle.

Not one ghost, but a lot of ghosts here......

In the dark, I couldn't see anything, and the yin energy I felt was also unified.

I'm not sure what I guessed.

Could it be a ghost with a lot of hands?

It could be a monster, some kind of monster......

Suddenly, a light lit up in the darkness.

Countless pairs of eyes appeared in front of me, staring at me.

I was so frightened that I floated backwards for a while.

They saw me, their eyes numb and glazed, just staring at me.

This does not seem to be a warning, nor is it malicious.

They are killing people, but they are not motivated by revenge, nor are they interested in having fun, but they are just doing a step-by-step process, as if they were doing mechanical repetitive work.

Takahashi's struggle gradually stopped, and life passed unstoppably.

The eyes rolled and looked at Takahashi.

Finally, all of Takahashi's life was gone.

When the person died, the surrounding yin qi seemed to fluctuate slightly.

Those eyes rolled up to the floor.

I don't know what they're going to do.

They ignored me, and I waited for me to relax.

In the next second, those eyes disappeared into the darkness.

Outside the gap, someone was shouting, and I heard footsteps overhead, and people in the house were running.

Unlike the deaths of Honda and Ono, Takahashi's death is under everyone's noses, which is a naked murder. Ghosts are killing.

I heard cries and shouts.

I floated up and went straight inside.

There was someone in the room overhead.

Mrs. Shimada sat upright in the room, as if she was silently chanting sutras. Her granddaughter-in-law hugged her great-grandson, panicked and unable to calm down. The child named Dashu was strangled by his mother, a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to move, his face was white, his eyes were shaking from side to side, he looked at his mother for a while, and looked at his great-grandmother for a while.

The door was opened, and Mrs. Shimada's daughter-in-law entered. She was supported by her own son. Her husband, Hikaru Shimada, followed the two. All three of them were pale.

"Mother......" Hikaru Shimada knelt down in front of Mrs. Shimada. His wife, who was paralyzed, was held by his son and fell to the ground in an indecent position.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Shimada's voice was low, and she spoke without hurrying or slowing.

"Someone...... Someone is missing...... Something pulled under the house and dragged in...... Now ......" Hikaru Shimada licked her chapped lips and couldn't continue.

His wife, in tears, hugged her son.

The young Mr. Shimada was not in good condition either, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

"That's right......," muttered Mrs. Shimada, "I see." ”

"Mother!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Whatever it was, it couldn't have killed dozens of us. The road will always pass, and we will always have someone to go down. ”

"But that's ...... I don't know if that thing will ......," Hikaru Shimada stopped talking.

"What are you afraid of? This is our family's hostel. Mrs. Shimada scoffed, "Nothing has happened in all these years." The three people who died were all members of the crew, what does it have to do with our family? You should let them find out what they're messing with. ”

Hikaru Shimada heard this, and strangely calmed down.

I stared at Mrs. Shimada. I still remember the fact that she pulled the red silk scarf out of Honda's mouth before. This old lady can be said to be the most suspicious person.

But there was some truth in what she said.

"Are you ready with everything I told you to prepare?" Mrs. Shimada asked again.

Hikaru Shimada nodded, his eyes flickering.

"That's fine. We kept the food and drink from the crew, and we didn't use anything in the hotel. Mrs. Shimada bowed, "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Mrs. Shimada seems to have been prepared.

I wanted to observe the family's actions again, but the scene of the dream changed.

My consciousness was in a trance, and I could feel as if Takahashi's soul had ascended to heaven and left this world.

At the same time, another person's consciousness flooded into my mind.

I heard the sound of vomiting, and I saw that many people in the Chase shop were pale and depressed.

Yin qi permeated the room, and a damp, fishy smell spread indoors.

The voices of the people around him were indistinct, and the people's minds seemed to have become confused.

I tried to keep myself awake and feel the yin around me.

The cold wind blew on his cheeks, and snow flakes fell on his face.

I came to my senses.

It was already dark outside the window. Snowflakes flew through the open windows and landed on the person.

The man I possessed struggled to get up from the ground, and his mind was dizzy. He heard a groan, and the people around him lay on the ground, as if they were all sick, and it was difficult to move even a little.

The object of the dream's possession has changed. The person in front of him is a little familiar, it should be the person from the makeup artist's side. This Odori shop is also different from the one where Takahashi and Honda lived in before, and it is a women's room.

The woman I possessed staggered to her feet, coughed twice, went to the corner of the room, and found her luggage. She put on her thick coat and pushed the man lying on the ground.

"Are you all right?" She asked.

No one answered.

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