Playing Hide and Seek!

Thud!

Without further ado, Clark immediately closed the door behind him, locking it tightly before inspecting the room around him in panic and anxiety.

However, the thing that greeted his eyes only made his expression worse. His eyes showed signs of despair as he could only stare at the room's interior helplessly.

With the room's limited space of 3×3 meters, with only a queen-size bed in the right corner, a wooden table facing the fluttering curtain in front of the window, and a large wardrobe on the left side, Clark couldn't see a safe haven to hide, making him gulp audibly, knowing that he was dead this time.

"Am I going to go back to the beginning of the game?

"With the current outage of the electricity, I might not be able to finish the game... This is really annoying."

Silently glancing at the phone's battery— already dropped from the initial 98% to 69%—Clark couldn't help but release a faint sound of regret. If he had known this, he would have gambled the character's fate and run toward the depths of the second floor, giving him a lot of options.

Alas, there's no medicine for regret or time to change his choice.

"Well, at least I learned that tightly closed doors were simply a trap."

...

BANG!

All of a sudden...

As he was panicking inside, feeling regretful and anxious, an extremely loud sound of banging, deafening both his ears, suddenly echoed behind the tightly closed door.

Creating a faint tremor that causes the vision of the character to shake to a certain degree.

Thud- Thud!

The old, ancient door, covered in gray mold and dark grime behind him, began to shake violently, making the rusty screw connecting the door to the wall vibrate and loosen visible as if about to be destroyed in any second.

Seeing this, Clark's heart couldn't help but skip a bit; his eyes shrank greatly as he hurriedly rushed toward the corner of the room, pondering whether to hide beneath the bed or inside the wooden wardrobe nearby.

"Damnit! I seem to have seen this plot from the movies!"

Thinking of it, Clark couldn't help but find the scene extremely familiar upon thinking of the countless horror movies he had watched in the past—reasoning for him to find them unreasonable...

However, even though he felt that way, the time was continuously ticking, making him grit his teeth as he could only gamble.

"I hope this will work."

***

BOOM!

Swiftly, after a few seconds passed by...

A deformed fist as large as a newborn child suddenly fierced the wooden door, creating a huge hole that unfolded the dreadful figure of the unknown entity beyond.

Retracting its fist, the unknown entity released a malicious groan, pounding the door lightly as its glowing, crimson vertical eye, akin to a dreadful spirit, abruptly peeks through the huge hole, gazing at the room's interior with voraciousness clearly reflected in its eyes.

KEKEKE~

Unable to see human presence beyond the room through the hole, the unknown entity, instead of being angry, releases a jarring laugh... Licking the corner of its lips maliciously before again pounding the door in a deranged manner.

Its deformed right hand, only having three fingers, slowly reaches the handle of the door through the hole, twisting it unhurriedly—causing the door to become unlocked.

CREAKKK~

In an instant, a sound of disturbing creaking echoed through the chaotic night, followed by the chilling scene of an almost two-meter-tall abomination entering the room.

Its bald caving head, almost pulsing due to the absence of some of its skull, scraped against the shredding ceiling, creating a scraping sound that lightly echoed through the surrounding area...

In addition to that, its grotesque face, having countless granules that were oozing with puss; their yellowish liquid continuously fell to the ground, splashing disgustingly and creating a disturbing sound... akin to pieces of eroding meat dropping from the upper ground, created a repulsive scene.

Moreover, within the left hand of the unknown entity, a decapitated pale head, dripping with sticky substance through its orifices and face covered in various bruises, to the point that its appearance was no longer discernible, could be seen being gripped through its long hair—dangling and waving eerily through the atmosphere...

Back and forth every time the abomination moves, making the half-opened eyes of the deceased show deep expressions of intense hate and pain...

As if its soul was being tormented even in its death.

...

Sniff! Sniff~

Inspecting the accumulated puddle of foul water within the dim ground that originated from the storm outside—constantly entering through the tearing of the fluttering curtain within the destroyed window...

The abomination, without further ado, began to aggressively sniff the lingering scent within the atmosphere, only to release a feverish roar afterward upon smelling the familiar scent of delicacy!

A delicacy that made its crimson eyes even brighter... making its soul jolt in pure happiness as it suddenly set its gaze on the wardrobe in the corner of the room.

With a heavy step, the abomination instantly arrives in the front of the wardrobe.

Breathing heavily, while vicious liquid began to drip from the corner of its lips—signifying its haunting state.

With eyes filled with unprecedented cruelty and thirst, the abomination raised its deformed limbs as thick as cow's legs before abruptly striking the close wardrobe with force.

BOOM!!!

In an instant, debris of wood flew toward the distance, striking heavily toward the eroding walls and furniture around—creating a foreboding sound and descending the place into a chaotic state.

However, despite this, the abomination gaze was only focused on the dented wooden wardrobe in front of it. Gazing at the ripped clothes inside as it couldn't resist to release a deranged roar... Making its eyes widen in anger since the expected cry of its prey never entered its ears.

Groan!!

Shaking the wardrobe with its bare arms, the abomination directly ripped its wooden doors, directly revealing the countless clothes inside without any presence of humans...

Causing its emotion to even become more unstable as it began striking the wooden wardrobe into pieces.