Chapter 335: The Closet of the Adulterer

All around, clothes hung heavily, each stained with blood, mostly garments once worn by the deceased. Each item represented a segment of desperate memory.

Within this maze of the deceased's clothes, Han Fei encountered his first crisis.

Red Skirt and Madman, who had entered the wardrobe with him, had disappeared without a trace, leaving Han Fei alone and discovered by something within the wardrobe.

The slender arms, varied in length, clearly belonged to different individuals, yet they seemed to grow from the same body.

One Blood Clothes after another was gently pushed aside as the twisted hands reached into the pockets, meticulously searching for the deceased's left-behind items, extracting their final memories, and then consuming them like snacks.

Despite the absence of wind in the wardrobe, all the Blood Clothes swayed gently, resembling bodies standing underwater, except it wasn't their black hair that floated but the constantly spreading Blood Silk.