nashuaworldcup Chapter 506 [Domain - First Gate] 309 (5)
Chapter 506 [Domain - First Gate] 309 (5)
A white cane is different from a regular cane; even if you can't see, you can still distinguish it by touch.
It is much lighter and can be folded into sections. The end is not a non-slip rubber tip because the main purpose of a cane is to explore, not to support the body.
It's like the difference between eyes and legs.
Is that ghost blind?
Chen Ji seemed to be deep in thought. He swung his cane and hit something, making a soft thud.
However, nothing happened.
"Did you bump into something?" Feng Yao immediately became alert.
“Yes, but I didn’t come into contact with it myself,” Chen Ji said. “I found that ghost’s cane, the one that was placed next to the window before.”
"Hmm...that's a good idea."
Feng Yao immediately pulled a screwdriver out of her bag and slowly approached the door.
Chen Ji mentioned earlier that there was a problem here. Since you can't turn the doorknob by yourself, can you use something else to replace your hand?
She took a screwdriver, roughly determined the location of the door, and then slashed at the position of the doorknob that she remembered.
Fortunately, it was a downward-pressing door handle.
After a few seconds.
In the darkness, disbelief flashed in Feng Yao's eyes as she swung the screwdriver wildly!
How can it be?
“Hey…” she said softly, “There’s no doorknob.”
"This door is just made in the shape of a door."
Flat. Wooden. The feel is completely different from the walls, but it is indeed a standard hotel room door, except... there is no handle.
This means that it is a fake door that is indistinguishable from the wall.
Why would a ghost set up a fake door here?
Chen Ji felt a sense of foreboding, but before he could warn her, Feng Yao suddenly felt a chill, as if something was gradually approaching her.
She couldn't help but take a step back.
In the darkness, something enormous was moving and approaching her, until—
Feng Yao's screwdriver pierced a hard, solid surface.
It feels very familiar.
That's... a door.
The door moved!
Before she could react, she heard a loud bang, and the sliding door slammed into the screwdriver, pressing itself tightly against her!
In a flash, Feng Yao almost instinctively pulled a small box from her pocket and held it against the door.
It was a ceramic urn.
At the same time, the corners of her mouth suddenly turned down, her face showed an extremely sad expression, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if she was sobbing so hard that she couldn't catch her breath.
A faint sobbing sound drifted through the entire guest room.
It's Feng Yao crying.
But the crying was extremely eerie; it wasn't coming from her own body at all, but rather as if she were possessed by a ghost.
In the pitch-black environment, Feng Yao's eerie crying sent chills down one's spine.
Did she use a strange object?
Chen Ji immediately realized this and his expression changed: "Feng Yao?"
The only response he received was a plaintive sob.
“Woo, woo…”
Meanwhile, in the darkness where no one could see clearly, the shape of a hand protruded from the wooden door.
The hand slowly emerged from the doorway, covered in tiny wounds.
It had already touched Feng Yao, causing her blood vessels to freeze instantly, as if she had been touched by an ice cube.
But just then, the urn popped open with a "bang," and the hand reaching out from inside the door seemed to be attracted, suddenly changing direction and reaching into the urn!
The urn closed immediately.
But it couldn't close completely; it only temporarily jammed the hand.
Feng Yao was still crying.
She couldn't control herself; it was part of the strange thing's side effects.
Feeling the urn in her hand vibrating violently, Feng Yao took a step back, her heart pounding like a drum.
She couldn't be sure if the urn could stop the ghost's attack.
step.
Two steps.
The urn clicked shut only after it had moved out of the farthest reach of that hand, and the hand had already darted back into the doorway.
A few specks of ashes leaked from that clenched hand, drifting down onto Feng Yao.
Her heart sank suddenly.
The ghost took some of the ashes...
The side effects of the urn are directly related to the ashes inside. If the urn is completely empty, Feng Yao's soul will float inside, while her body will remain outside, becoming a walking corpse that only holds the urn and cries in despair.
This is a strange thing with cumulative costs. There may not be obvious side effects in the short term, but once the side effects fully appear, the consequences will be fatal.
Thinking about how a ghost had taken some of her ashes, her cries were involuntarily tinged with genuine emotion.
The door stopped moving.
"What's going on?!" Huang Yue asked warily from the inner room.
Amidst uncontrollable sobs, Feng Yao recounted what had just happened to everyone in broken sentences.
She overturned Chen Ji's previous guess: the death warning was not related to the doorknob, because there was no doorknob at all.
That's a fake door. We can't leave.
This is actually a foreshadowing for Chen Ji; the door is a ghost.
Feng Yao was lucky enough to let go before the ghost made its move, but she then used a screwdriver to probe, which allowed the ghost to pinpoint her location.
Chen Ji frowned.
This is even more terrifying than the landlord in the story of the blind men and the elephant... because there, even if you bump into him, you can still avoid being killed if you dodge in time.
But not here.
A ghost can be any object, and it may even exist on many objects at the same time.
And they will suddenly move, forcing them to make contact a second time.
The image of this ghost had already begun to emerge in his mind.
Unable to be observed, they will move to different locations, and may have been blind in life, so their location can only be determined by being touched.
Then there's another question: what exactly is the use of a white cane?
The situation is actually quite clear.
Feng Yao's screwdriver hitting the door was considered a taboo; however, her white cane hitting an object was fine.
Thinking of this, Chen Ji suddenly paused.
The darkness was intended to confine them to an enclosed space, increasing the likelihood of them touching objects.
But there's something wrong with room 309 itself. Why is it the only one that's a suite? Is the size even correct?
He calculated the distances between 309 and 308, 310; the three doors were equidistant, no different from the others...
At the same time, this is a room that extends horizontally, so this is simply impossible.
This room is fake!
Just like a door!
That's why the door disappeared, and why an ordinary guest room became so spacious...
Most ghosts were blind in their previous lives.
For blind people, an ordinary space may be distorted in their consciousness, and they may perceive it differently from sighted people, because they cannot see it!
They can adapt very well in a stable environment, but the risk comes precisely from change... such as furniture being moved or crossing the street.
It might be as simple as reaching out a hand or taking a step, but because they can't see, they could still get hurt.
The current situation of Chen Ji and others is very similar to what it felt when it was alive.
The items in room 309 will be moved.
Every step is fraught with danger; they never know what they might suddenly bump into in the darkness that could harm them.
“I have an idea,” Chen Ji said softly. “We might have entered a hallucination created by the ghost from the very beginning… This isn’t the real 309.”
He realized that the ghosts might not have made the light source disappear; the light was still on, but their "eyes" couldn't see it.
If it's an illusion, let's not even talk about whether they can see the "exit door." Even if they can, the location of that door might be different from the beginning.
Therefore, it is difficult to explore using a white cane.
But the question is, how do we break free from the illusion?