The Game of Truth and Dare

The face in front of Luo Li was horrendous.

It had many cuts etched on it. Blood was gushing out of them freely. It felt like someone had written or drawn something on the face. There were no pupils in the eyes. They were completely white, but it felt like those eyes were looking into her soul. 

Long, yellow, golden hair was messy and seemed to be in bloody, wet knots. His open mouth was wider than a normal human's capacity. His hands felt grubby, and they seemed to be on the verge of decay.

The look sent chills down her spine. The man looked at her with a triumphant smirk and blew out the candles in her hand.

A large hand backhanded her as she collided with the nearest wall. Her head must have collided badly because, slowly, she started feeling dizzy. With a slow pace, her eyes closed, but the pupilless eyes were still glaring at her, and the atmosphere was echoing with the tinkling sound of the dreamcatcher.

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