The text under the bed made Han Fei's scalp tingle, as he was feeling the same way now.
Something had been watching him since he entered the room, he could feel its gaze, but he couldn't locate its position.
To uncover the truth, Han Fei clenched the fruit knife in his hand and crawled under the bed.
Compared to the cleanliness and tidiness of the room, the space under the bed was like another world.
The wooden bed board was covered in bloodstains; someone had recorded the last moments of their life with a pen.
"That eye appeared again. As soon as I turn off the lights, it starts watching me. Damn it, what the hell is that thing!"
"I can't escape. No matter where I hide, it can see me. It always follows me!"
"I'm going mad! It even starts appearing at the bottom of my water glass and in the gaps of food in the fridge. Why does it have so much resentment towards me, what does it want?"
"Not just one! There's not just one eye! There are eyes everywhere in this room!"