Horror Game Designer

Ah Fang was already used to the strange things happening around him. When he was moved away by the hand, he didn’t show any fear.

The little boy patted the dust away from his body and looked around. Even though there was no one in the bedroom, he still bowed politely in the air and said in a cute tone, “Thank you, Mom! I won’t go to the dangerous places!”

His small face was very cute. One couldn’t help but have the urge to pinch his cheeks. Ah Fang grabbed the crayons, toddled out of the bedroom, and found a book to draw in. He swayed his feet. The tail of his dinosaur pyjamas swayed with them.

“Even if you don’t show up, I know you’ve always been by my side.” Ah Fang hummed. He seemed so carefree as if he were not in the most famous haunted house in the east city. The room was silent.

After playing for half an hour, Ah Fang was tired. He put down the crayons, curled on the sofa and slept. Ah Fang’s breathing was even. He seemed to dream of something happy. His lips moved as if he was eating.

The curtains moved, and blood flowed down the window. However, the blood only flowed halfway down the window when it was stopped by something and obediently flowed backwards.

The bedroom door was lightly pushed open. A thin blanket flew out and landed on Ah Fang.

The shiny tea cup reflected an arm covered in wounds. The red dress covered the fingers. She reached slowly towards the boy. As if worried that her fingers’ coldness might awaken Ah Fang, the pale hand paused before it touched him.

The tall and thin woman stood beside the sofa. Her eyes moved. The wounded fingers picked up the book from the ground. In the dark room, the colourful drawings in the book stood out even more. Ah Fang had just drawn a giant cake. It was covered in a thick layer of cream and decorated with fruits.

Footsteps appeared in the corridor. The book fell to the ground. Ah Fang was picked up by a mysterious force.

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“The target was once here.” Bai Xiao picked up the book from the ground. He touched the painted birthday cake. “They must have just left.”

“To be able to interact so peacefully with ghosts and even get them to protect him… The target this time is very special.” Chen Yuntian had never seen something like this. He picked up the thin blanket. “The target enjoys staying at haunted spots.”

“The ghosts in the anomalies might not be evil.” Bai Xiao had met the boss, Zhang Ding. The big ghost was respected when he was alive. Even after he died, he did his best to save everyone.

“Gentlemen, now is not the time to discuss that. Our most important mission is to capture the target for Jing Tuoshen.” Jing Tuoshen assigned his driver to this mission to monitor Bai Xiao and Chen Yuntian. He might be a driver, but he looked down on Chen Yuntian.

Before this, he gave Chen Yuntian face because they still required power from the investigation centre. However, he just received a piece of good news not too long ago-- the security members trapped at Li San Hospital had successfully escaped!

Of the nine teams, only five and a half remained. However, that was still more powerful than normal investigators.

“The security team four doesn’t receive much damage. They are hurrying our way. They discovered some clues at Li San Hospital. This kid who had been turned into a living bait by Situ An might carry some big secrets.”

Sensing the change in the driver’s attitude, Chen Yuntian merely smiled, “Then, we should wait for them. I don’t dare to snatch the glory from them.” Chen Yuntian couldn’t care less about that. He just wanted to protect his people.

As the sky darkened, the atmosphere in Jia Mei Apartments became weirder. Children’s wailings occasionally echoed in the dark corridors. Some of the rooms appeared to have a crazy woman inside mumbling to herself.

The wind blew, and the keys that were strung on the door handles jingled. The keys were decorated with different keychains. The front of the keychains featured different cute kids, and the back was stuffed with broken hair and exquisite white hairpins.

Those unfamiliar might think that the keychains were well-made, but the white pin was ground from children’s bones. They were highly unlucky.

The children’s cries fluctuated. The mad mother who couldn’t find her children carried something and waited at the corner of the corridor. The red dress fluttered in the wind. She was very tall. Her dress couldn’t hide the red ‘paint’ that stained her shoes.

Inside Room 1601, there was a weak light in the living room. Ah Fang wore his dinosaur pyjamas, carried his large school bag and carried a small candle with both hands. He explored the unfamiliar rooms on his own. Something scary had once occurred inside Room 1601. All the furniture was sealed with plastic wrap. There was tattered police tape on the ground. Ah Fang slowed down and pulled up the corner of the sofa. The dark red mould was horrifying, like a giant scar.

He turned to the bedroom. The dresser door was open. All the clothes inside the dresser were shredded with a knife. There was not a single complete outfit.

There was a rustling sound. Ah Fang discovered something. He turned around nervously. He raised the candle and slowly moved to the kitchen. Holding his breath, Ah Fang pushed the door open a gap. He saw a woman in red standing before the cutting board. Inside the dim kitchen, the lanky figure wore bloody clothes. Her exposed skin was covered in wounds. Her face was scarier than most nightmares. The rusted blade fell, and the red juice squirted everywhere. Ah Fang covered his nose with one hand. His other hand pushed open the door, and he ran into the kitchen.

“I found you!”

The excited fingers grabbed forward, but Ah Fang had caught nothing. The woman had disappeared like she was never there to begin with.

“Mom, you can’t do that! I saw you!” Ah Fang shouted, but there was no response. He moved his candle closer to the cutting blood.

Beside the mouldy stove, there was a clean cutting board. On top of it sat a rotten ball of dough. Someone had shoved cut-up apples and decaying tomatoes into the edge of the dough.

There were no other fruits in the apartments. Who knew where the woman found the apples and tomatoes?

“Wow! It’s a birthday cake!” Ah Fang looked at the cutting board with apparent surprise and joy. “This is the first time someone is celebrating my birthday! Mom! You have to join me! We’re celebrating my birthday!”

The boy’s adorable voice echoed in the empty, haunted house. He held up the cutting board with difficulty, but the joy was apparent on his face.