I moved cautiously down the corridor, only able to hear the faint sound of wind seeping through the tightly closed gaps and the back-and-forth vibrations of the wall clock I had just passed. The darkness silently embraced me, and upon closer sniffing, I could vaguely discern the lingering aroma of food in the air, as well as a rather pungent and strong smell that suddenly felt strangely familiar.
I was stunned for a moment before I gradually found something similar to this scent from the depths of my memory: it was a scent similar to that of the perfume that my senior, Rod, who ran a small prop shop in the transit hub, created based on my ideas.
It could also be a new product.
Although it's unclear how the people here managed to obtain the best-selling products sold in a transit hub thousands of miles away, the existence of this smell suggests that it's not far from Miyuki's initial guess.
The young woman who was used as a human sacrifice is very likely to be imprisoned here!
Following the lingering scent of perfume in the air, I continued forward, bypassing several T-junctions, until I arrived at the only room in the entire house that was completely isolated from the outside world, or rather, completely cut off from any possibility of communication with the outside world.
But at this moment, I suddenly hesitated: what if the person I was looking for wasn't here, and this house with its extremely special location was actually just a trap to lure me in?
Such a thought only flashed through my mind for a moment.
In any case, you'll never know the outcome if you don't try.
With that thought in mind, I took a few deep breaths and used the same trick again to open the door with the key.
The interlocking doors creaked and groaned as they slowly opened behind them.
Then, almost instantly, without any other sound, as if it had been rehearsed countless times beforehand, the cold air rushed in close to the ground, swept past me in the blink of an eye, and quickly climbed upwards, trying to freeze my limbs to the ground.
I nimbly jumped to the side, landing on the wooden floor where the ice had not yet spread, and arched my back, cautiously peering into the room.
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