Chapter 361
361 Paper Doll Procession
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“The lyrics of the song have to do with soul summoning and the dirge has to do with that as well. They both ring out on the Night of Resurrection, is that a coincidence?” Han Fei shivered when he considered the fact that his enemy might have foreseen this. How was he going to fight someone who could predict the future?
The dirge came closer to him in the stairwell. He resisted the fear and poked his head out the banister and looked up. On the 10th floor, there was a trail of white lanterns swaying. Intensely white pairs of hands settled on the rusted banister. They looked like the hands of paper dolls.
‘A paper doll funeral procession?’ The dirge was still a distance away from the 4th floor. Han Fei decided to rush to the 6th floor before the dirge arrived. It would be best if he could get into Room 4064 before then. Han Fei made his move immediately with no hesitation. ‘Since I can’t log out from the game for most of the night, I’ll have to be extra careful.’
The dirge got louder. Most residents were hiding inside their room but Han Fei ran towards the dirge, heading to the 6th floor. When Han Fei covered the last few steps, the dirge was already right about him, they were extremely close to each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm‘Quick!’ He pulled on the safety door but before he entered the corridor, he looked up. Colorful paper faces looked out from above at Han Fei. The painted faces lit up due to the light from the lanterns. They were paper dolls but they looked so alive. Han Fei shivered being stared at by the dolls. He didn’t stay to make more observations and rushed into the 6th floor corridor.
‘Paper dolls! They are all paper dolls! They are similar to the paper doll boss at Yi Ming Convenience Store but they are also much larger than it was!’ The dirge was very close to him. Han Fei didn’t dare to turn back as he raced down the 6th floor corridor. But as he ran down the corridor, he noticed the corridor was not less creepy than the paper doll procession.
Each room at Ziggurat had a bowl of white ric