Chapter 1024 - Too Careless! (1/2)

“Is this the haunted house’s owner’s diary? A record of his murders?”

Zhao Wen did consider the possibility that the diary was a prop, but the content was too real. Just reading it caused his heart to race like he was there in person when the crime was committed. Even if the content was fake, to be able to come up with the things inside it, the author was seriously unhinged. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wen was about to put the diary away, but something scarier happened.

He seemed to have lost control of his body. His hands flipped through the pages, and his eyes refused to move away from the writing on the pages. The diary appeared to have sucked his soul into it. His temperature dropped. In Zhao Wen’s eyes, the handwriting in the diary slowly turned into red symbols, and he could hear the sounds that the murder victims heard. Pairs of arms reached out from the beyond to grab at him.

His teeth started to chatter, and his ears were pulsing with the sound of his heartbeat. Zhao Wen’s hand finally reached a blank page. Just when he thought everything was over, drops of blood emerged on the diary. They were like blooms of blood flowers that grew directly from hell. The red seeped into the empty pages, and the following entry appeared.

“X Year X Month X Day, someone read my story, and now I am going to make him part of my diary.”

The arms on him started to pull. Zhao Wen felt as if his body was about to be torn into pieces. He wanted to scream, but he could not make a sound. He could only watch as his body was dragged into the diary. But when he tried to turn around, he was frozen in fear because he saw that his body was still standing away from the table!

“Meow.” A cat meowed inside the room. It seemed to break the spell. Zhao Wen’s eyes were bulging as he looked around the room. He recovered. Both of his hands pressed on the table, and his whole body was shaking. He snapped the diary shut. His arms were still shaking. “What was that?”

His legs weakened. Zhao Wen considered it for a long time before he decided to take the diary with him. “It’s time to move to the next room.”

Pushing on his glasses, Zhao Wen leaned on the door to listen. After ensuring that there was no sound coming from outside, he pushed open the door and left. He kept his body against the wall and entered the toilet. Looking around, Zhao Wen’s eyes soon focused on that one cubicle door. The door was sealed up by wooden boards, and it had the painting of a grimacing devil on this.

“Is this the door?”

Zhao Wen slowly approached the cubicle door. He tried to move the wooden boards, but he realized that they were pinned in firmly, and the door would not even budge. “The thing Mengbing wants is behind the door, but the door is sealed. How am I supposed to get behind it?”

He squatted down and tried to look through the small hole. The other side of the door was completely red.

“Blood?” He looked through the hole again with uncertainty. This time, a rolling eyeball was looking back at him!

“What the hell!” Zhao Wen collapsed to the ground. Before he could react, a giant sound came from behind him.

Bang!