Chapter 45 Key
Lin Han thought it was his own illusion, and that he was losing his mind because of the woman in the closet.
But he was actually very sober, so he was not wrong.
It is difficult to describe the terrifying face behind the glass. Its left eye and the entire temple were missing, leaving only a black and red gap. Except for the right eye and the area near the temple, the nose and the lower half of the face were shattered into a flat spider web, and white maggots were rolling and wriggling in the cracks.
It seemed that when it jumped from a high place, half of its face hit the protruding corner of the flower bed and was smashed to pieces.
The face was pressed tightly against the glass, and only the black and red pupil of the blood-stained right eye remained, twitching uncontrollably.
It stuck so tightly that the rotten flesh that was turned out was spread apart, and the maggots crawling over it were crushed into juice and flowed down the glass.
Lin Han's throat gurgled and he almost vomited again, but his body reacted faster. He rushed over and grabbed the door handle tightly.
The ghost was just across the door, almost sticking to him through the glass. Its eyes trembled as it looked at him, as if to stare him through. The rotten and foul smell had already drifted out through the crack in the door, enveloping him.
But no matter how dangerous it was, he couldn't just watch the ghost open the door. Now he was still in the safe hall, but once the door was opened, there would be no safe place.
Lin Han's hands couldn't help shaking, and in just a moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But he found in despair that he couldn't grasp the door handle that kept turning downwards.
The force coming from above was so great that he couldn't even resist it, and was immediately turned in the opposite direction.
The handle was made of cold iron, and a biting chill penetrated from the other end, freezing Lin Han's fingertips.
As soon as the door opens, he will die.
At this moment, Lin Han didn't even remember that this was a game. His face was as pale as if he was going to die in the next second.
The hall was dead silent. Lin Han could hear his own heart beating wildly. He didn't even notice that the lights were out. He just kept his eyes open in vain.
A pair of hands suddenly rested on his, gripping the door handle tightly. Then, the force of turning the handle downward became lighter, and his fingertips became strangely warm.
It is smell.
When she rushed out just now, Lin Han had already forgotten about him.
All the fear he felt along the way was nothing compared to the horror he felt when he saw the door handle turn down. At the most dangerous moment, Lin Han only thought of himself, subconsciously hoping to escape from danger through his own efforts.
But he failed.
His power was still insignificant in this place, and he could not stop himself from heading towards a terrible future.
Only now did he remember, oh, there was another person, Wen.
But Lin Han only felt fortunate at that moment. Although Wen was stronger than him, the door handle was still moving slowly downwards.
In the darkness, Lin Han heard the "cracking" sound of laughter like leaking air from the throat coming from inside the door. His eyelids kept twitching and his fingers were shaking.
Wen didn't say anything, but he stood where Lin Han originally stood, guarding here in Lin Han's place.
Lin Han shuddered and reached out to gently grab Wen's sleeve.
His palms were sweaty, and the dry cloth calmed him down a little.
In fact, he didn't accomplish much. A few minutes ago, Lin Han was covered in saliva and snot, and now it was slightly damp with a lingering odor, but he clenched it even tighter.
He needs to calm down.
Lin Han always thought that Wen was very strong, and he was indeed very strong. He could grab the door handle and make it turn not so fast that he could throw Lin Han away ten thousand miles away, but he couldn't completely solve the problem of the ghost opening the door. This shows that whether the door can be opened or not is not a matter of strength, but a matter of rules.
If they can't find the real solution, the door will open, and both of them will be captured by the ghost and die together.
There's no use running.
They can enter the safety passage or take the escalator to the next floor, but ghosts can also go there. At that time, there will be no second door to stop them, and they will encounter new dangers. Being attacked from both sides will really be a place where they will die without a burial place.
He wanted to communicate with Wen and get information from him, but the other party couldn't speak and couldn't even free his hands to write on the ground to convey it to him, so he could only rely on himself.
Lin Han kept muttering "door" faster and faster, his voice trembling, even a little neurotic.
key.
The key can lock the door.
He probably needs a key.
Lin Han no longer remembered whether there was a rotating lock on the door when he came out before. He couldn't remember it at all, but it was a waste of time to worry about this problem now.
Lin Han: "I'll go find the key."
The lights in the hall had not been on for a long time. Lin Han took out the small flashlight from his pocket, turned it on, and rushed towards the small compartment where they had originally hidden to see if there was any trace of the key there.
He didn't hear Wen's response, nor did he have time to see him nod.
This was the first time since he met Wen that he was so far away from him and completely out of his sight.
Clearly aware that he was alone in such an environment, Lin Han's heart was in his throat. He felt that there were invisible ghosts hiding in the darkness a little further away. The cold air around him made him feel as if he was in an ice cellar.
When the dim headlights above his head came on, he was pulled out of the darkness and even felt that he had been rescued.
But he was neither dazed nor hesitant.
He checked every compartment on the metal cabinet, but they were all locked and none of them could be opened. He then turned all the cloth shoes on the shelf upside down, but there was nothing in the shoes, nor on the shoe shelves, nothing at all.
It shouldn't be like this.
No matter how cleverly a key prop is hidden, it should always be placed where people have a chance to see or search for it, rather than in a place that is impossible to pass through.
Lin Han even wondered if it was hanging behind the door and they had missed this prop before coming out.
That's so hopeless.
He had forgotten that the key was also his imagination, and he didn't even know whether there was such a key that could lock the door.
Lin Han comforted herself: "It must not be like this."
He went to the counter to look for it again.
He tore off the last half of the poster on the wall. There was no hole in the wall behind the poster. He then went to look through the drawers, trying to see if there was a secret compartment inside, but still found nothing.
In the darkness, only the small flashlight in Lin Han's hand illuminated an empty drawer. There was nothing inside, and there was nothing on the countertop either.
"Guest...I...can't...see...you..."
A woman's voice, as thin as a mosquito's, came from the cabinet, intermittently, with confusion and bewilderment in her voice, and it sounded very innocent.
Lin Han's gaze suddenly fell on the cabinet at his feet. His throat gurgled and he felt like vomiting again.
But he saw Wen standing at the door in the distance with his back to him. He didn't even turn around, as if he was just waiting quietly for Lin Han to find the key and come back to help him.
In fact, Lin Han didn't know what Wen thought of him. He didn't speak or communicate, but just helped Lin Han when he was in danger.
At the beginning, just now, and now.
He is different from Yin Yue.
For some unknown reason, Lin Han thought of Yin Yue again.
Ke Wen is really different from Yin Yue. Unlike Yin Yue, he doesn't say those ambiguous and strange words to Lin Han. He doesn't say anything.
But Lin Han thought that Wen probably believed him, so he let him run away and did not abandon him as a prop to stop ghosts.
At this time, Lin Han regained his rationality a little. In fact, he was already wondering whether the key he needed was in the cabinet where the twisted woman was. Even if it was not a key, it should be some corresponding prop to help them overcome the current crisis.
There is always a reward for facing danger.
Wen is busy now, so he is the only one who can do this.
But just as he bravely approached, he heard the sound of nails scratching lightly on the door.
The sound is very small and the voice is very close.
Lin Han felt a soreness in his throat, but he forced himself to hold it back. Because of the urge to vomit, a few tears came out of his eyes, and his vision was a little blurred.
His hand paused in mid-air, but he still reached for the cabinet on the left.
His experience told him that he should open the cabinet on the right and make the most of every second, but his hands were unable to resist his instinct due to his fear. He honestly opened the cabinet door on the left and began to rummage through the pile of posters.
Piles of posters were pulled out and scattered on the ground. All the eyes on the posters were looking at him. Lin Han knelt on the posters, bent over and moved out the ones from deeper inside. The papers piled on his legs and slid to both sides. He seemed to be spinning and about to fall deeper.
He despised his own cowardice in his heart. Just because the most dangerous moment didn't seem to have arrived yet and Wen was still guarding the door, he wouldn't be so anxious to face the danger he least wanted to face.
Lin Han knew clearly that he was on the run, and the guilt and regret lingered in his heart, but his luck was still speaking.
What if it's really here? Wouldn't it be a waste if I don't look for it?
Even if it's not here, he won't waste much time searching through one cabinet. If he can't find it here, he will definitely look for it in another cabinet.
Because it's not the last moment yet, he can still wait a little longer.
Lin Han was making excuses for himself. Even he himself didn't think that what he was looking for would be in this cabinet filled with posters. He also knew that sooner or later he would have to face the strange woman stuffed in the cabinet. But he suddenly widened his eyes because he really saw a bunch of keys in the innermost corner of the cabinet.
He picked up the key bunch with trembling hands.
Many keys were tied to a brown telephone cord hairband. The keys were old, silver with a black tint. The key handles were covered with sticky tape with warped edges. Black pen writing was smudged across the key, so blurry that only the outlines could be made out. One key read "Old Castle," another "Old House," and yet another "Home"...
These are the keys corresponding to different escape room scenes. Since they all look the same, they are specially marked with tape to distinguish them.
Lin Han quickly stood up and ran towards Wen while searching. He said in surprise, "I found the key!"
In the eerie hall, he knew to restrain himself and didn't shout so loudly. However, as he ran, his steps slowed down until he began to walk and finally he stood there in a daze.
There is no corresponding "school" in the key.
Lin Han flipped through it again and found several other topics, but "school" was missing.
He counted the keys and found only six.
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