Chapter 51 The Secret in the Wardrobe (II)

Jack shone the flashlight at the door of the master bedroom and looked around, but didn't see anything unusual. He turned around and looked at the open wardrobe in the bedroom. It was empty, nothing there. He squatted down, took out the wardrobe sculpture from his backpack, removed the cotton cloth wrapped around the surface, and placed the sculpture in front of him.

Although the lights could be turned on in this room, Jack didn't do so. Instead, he used the flashlight to shine back and forth between the sculpture and the wardrobe, carefully checking whether there was any difference between the two. After calling the police, he left in a hurry, and now he was afraid that there was some detail of the wardrobe that he had not discovered. But now it seems that his memory is not bad, especially in terms of the appearance of the body. The sculpture is exactly the same as the wardrobe, and even the four legs that touch the ground are designed with tilted rhombuses at the same angle.

"Tsk, tsk, this craftsmanship is really impressive. She is so versatile that even I want to marry her!" The details were so lifelike that Jack couldn't help but give himself a sweet fart. The next thing was simple. As long as he made sure that the sculpture he made was the same as the original one, and some minor differences didn't matter much, he could touch the other party with the sculpture in reality to absorb the anomaly directly. Of course, Jack could also hold the sculpture in one hand and touch the wardrobe with the other hand to achieve the same effect. This was the same as when he accidentally collected the blood pupil.

Jack bent down and was about to pick up the wardrobe sculpture from the ground when he seemed to catch a glimpse of something and looked up. With his current weird perspective, he could directly see that the hole he had just drilled through was no longer invisible. There seemed to be something moving in the wall hole behind. He raised the flashlight in his hand and shone it into the wardrobe, directly through the wall hole behind it, and into the next room. A figure in a red dress appeared at the other end, with a broken foot, a crooked neck, and dirty hair. She sat on the side with her legs folded. Behind her hair, her eyes were wide open, staring at this direction without blinking.

Jack was slightly stunned. The little girl in red that he saw last time appeared again. But she was sitting on the ground with her legs folded, just looking at him, without any other movements, so Jack did nothing and also stared at her. This girl should not have much to do with the dead May, but she obviously did not come out as many times as May, and after Investigator Lily arrived, she just defeated May's ghost. Now it seems that this little girl was not discovered by Lily.

Jack had the black telescopic stick on his waist, but now he felt that there was no need to take it out because the other party did not pose a threat to him. "No matter how you died, perhaps because the wardrobe was corroded and penetrated, it caused alienation in the next room. When I take it away, you can go wherever you should go." Jack said to himself. He took the sculpture and approached the wardrobe.

At this moment, the rustling sound he had just heard rang out again at the door of the master bedroom behind him. Turning his head, he saw a group of white hair crawling on the ground in the darkness. Jack was slightly startled, and turned the flashlight from the hole behind the wardrobe to the door of the bedroom. After seeing the things on the ground clearly, he was slightly startled. He saw a white-haired old woman crawling in from the door of the bedroom. The old woman was not wearing any clothes, her whole body was dry, and her skin was wrinkled and collapsed, dragging on the ground. Her legs were obviously much smaller, as if they had withered. However, the old woman's white hair was unusually lush. While crawling, she tilted her face and looked in Jack's direction, then stretched out her dry right arm, and her five fingers, like white bones, were slightly bent, as if she was going to grab Jack.

This scene was indeed very scary, and it also surprised Jack a little. He had never seen this white-haired old woman before, and this was the first time he saw this special ghost after his third visit. Could it be that... this ghost also died in the He family or in the next room? He was a little confused. During this period, the white-haired old woman crawled while reaching out her hand, making a low throat surging sound towards Jack, which seemed particularly strange in this silent room.

"Huh?" At this moment, in the room in the hole in the wall behind the wardrobe, the little girl in red also crawled over, and seemed curious about the scene on this side. Although the situation looked more and more weird, Jack didn't want to delay any longer. He stepped in front of the big wardrobe and touched the big wardrobe lightly with the sculpture in his hand. No response! The little girl in red in the next room had already crawled to the hole and was putting a dark blue arm deep into the wardrobe. And the white-haired old woman had also crawled to the middle of the bedroom, still reaching out her hand, trying to grab Jack's feet.

After there was no response when he used the sculpture to lightly lean against the wardrobe, Jack was actually not panicked at all. He even had a relevant estimate. He immediately turned around and stepped onto the big bed in the room, bypassing the white-haired old woman crawling on the ground, and quickly went to the bedroom door. The white-haired old woman immediately turned around, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and prepared to climb onto the bed. Her head tilted, and she opened her mouth. Only black gums could be seen, but no teeth could be seen. And at the hole behind the big wardrobe behind her, the little girl in red completely crawled out, making a "ah ah ah ah" sound from her mouth, like a red spider, clinging to the edge above the wardrobe door with both hands, adhering to the ceiling.

Jack didn't look back, and even when he had the opportunity to punch the skinny head of the white-haired old woman who climbed onto the bed, he gave up the attack and jumped off the bed and walked out of the master bedroom. After arriving in the living room, he turned on the flashlight and walked straight to another slightly smaller wardrobe of the same size. There was a crawling sound behind him. Jack didn't have time to pay attention and walked to the wardrobe in the living room. At this moment, the wardrobe door was closed, but as he approached, the door creaked, and a crack appeared in the flashlight. Then, a fat fleshy hand stretched out from the crack of the door. The nails of the fleshy hand had all fallen off, and yellow liquid came out from the place where they fell off, which looked very disgusting. This guy was another ghost that Jack had never seen before.

Jack did not wait for this thing to crawl out of the cabinet, but stepped on the cabinet door that was opening, pressed the fat hand against the crack of the door, and a large amount of yellow liquid flowed out with a puff. He held the sculpture in his hand and leaned it against the small wardrobe. In an instant, all the strange phenomena in the room disappeared. The fat hand that was originally pressed by the cabinet door turned into a black shadow and dissipated. The white-haired old woman and the girl in red behind him also disappeared. The room was quiet, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion. But Jack saw clearly that at this moment, the phantoms of two wardrobes, one large and one small, were in the sculpture in his hand and had been successfully stored.