38. Shouldn’t we pursue shoveling in dungeons (10)
The doll’s face is shattered after being hit by a shovel.
I let out a sigh of relief after confirming that the doll wasn’t moving. I’ll do the concept quality in moderation. What do you want to do with a really annoying concept?
The inside of the doll is empty. Is it purely a gimmick? It’s a chaser concept that often appears in horror games. Had I been a civilian, I might have died right here. I must have fallen into a panic, grabbed the doorknob, and cursed.
Are there guys like this in the next room? Will Lenny be okay? I’d be worried for nothing. Even if a group of dolls like that attack you, you’re a human who won’t even get a scratch. Who cares about who
I grabbed the doorknob again.
The door was opened in vain.
I stuck my head out and looked down the hallway. The hallway was still silent. Looking at the fourth and second rooms, I was lost in my thoughts.
Would it be better to stop by the second room again, or would it be better to go through all the rooms? Or should I meet Karina for a while? I left the hallway and approached Karina who was sitting in the corner of the temple. Karina spoke to me with a friendly face as I approached.
“John! Are you done exploring?”
“No. I came to see the status for a while. What about Millia?”
“I think I have calmed down a lot.”
I looked at Milia who had calmed down in Karina’s arms. It definitely seemed to be a lot better than before.
“I will go solve the riddle again.”
“Yes. Be careful… If you get hurt, come straight to me.”
“…Shout out as soon as something happens. I’ll come running right away.”
I don’t think anything will happen… I looked back at Karina several times as I walked back to the hallway. Like the theme of the dungeon, there was a possibility that something like a doll would pop out like before. I walked to the fourth room. It was to stop at the last room to gather information before returning to the second room.
At first glance, the key obtained from the third room looks like the key to the second room, but it could be a key to another room. With one hand on the shovel and the other on the doorknob, I opened the door to the fourth room.
The door began to open with the sound of a hinge scraping. Without stepping straight into the room, I watched the scene beyond the door.
It is the same room as the third room.
It’s just that the room is messed up. On the floor, you can see bloodstains leading from the bed to the door. What happened to the room that was fine until the third room? According to my guess, the order of the rooms must be the order of time. What happened at the point of the fourth room? I cautiously stepped into the room.
“…So messy, I don’t know where to start looking.”
I slowly looked around the messy room. In the previous room, the closed window was open. The wind blowing through the open window is dreary. Shall we look out the window first? The biggest difference between the previous room and this room is the window.
Carefully approach the window. Carefully look out the window. City? First of all, it’s not an island. Should I stick my head out? If you don’t know, try putting your hand out. That was the moment when I stretched out my arm to the elbow.
“…You’re full of malice.”
I glared at the closed window, ready to sever my arm. Is it like a trap to smash the moment you genuinely stick out? If I put my head out but couldn’t react, my neck would break and die. You did something very annoying. I took my eyes off the window and looked at the bed covered in blood.
Considering that there might be dangers in that bed, it seemed difficult to approach it prematurely.
I took out a shovel and removed the blanket. On the bed with the covers removed, there was a notebook I had seen in the rooms I had visited before. I carefully shoveled the note out and held it in my hand.
Where should I read it?
[X month XX day.
I can’t believe it!]
[X month XX day
Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies, Lies
[X month XX day
Why are you doing this to me?]
[ X month XX day
I think the door will be broken soon. Help me. I don’t want to be dragged away.]
I picture the situation in my head. Did Milia find out about her secret and be taken away by her parents? Considering the altar, Milia’s parents must have believed in a pseudo-religion or something. I don’t think I’ve gathered all the clues yet, so let’s search some more. I searched the room further after that, but couldn’t find anything special. Instead, a hand popped out from under the bed and grabbed her ankle, though.
“Hmm. Shall we go to the fifth room…”
I got out of the fourth room without getting any clues.
Now the last room.
What’s in this room? I took a deep breath and grabbed the doorknob.
What is going to come out this time? I carefully pushed the door… Huh?
What is this? When I saw the door that had not been opened but fell over, I laughed out loud. What is this doing Take your eyes off the door and look ahead. The smell of blood mixed in the silence. It’s noticeably larger than the rooms I’ve seen before. And the gray walls and the red letters engraved on the walls scattered the eerieness.
What are you doing here?
From noble mtl dot com.
Rolling my eyes here and there, I slowly read the blood written on the wall opposite the door.
“If you want eternal life, make a sacrifice… If it’s obvious, it’s an obvious story.”
Isn’t this a common setting that often appears in horror games? Those who are crazy about pseudo-religion sacrifice their own children. So, is Milia a sacrificed victim? Turn your gaze and look down. Blood. Guts. Four corpses strewn about. If you approach it, it seems like it will wake up like zombies. I still have to
I entered the room cautiously. A terrible bloody smell. The air seems completely different. Grab a shovel and tap the corpse. It doesn’t move. I crouched down in front of the corpse and examined it closely.
Seeing that the hair color is familiar, is it from Milia’s family? Why are you dead If the subject of this eerie ritual is the family, there seems to be no reason for these humans to die. I guessed that by offering Milia, she is eternal life, so she was trying to get something, but I wonder if that’s not the case.
I guess I’ll have to look more closely to find out something.
I rolled my eyes here and there to examine the corpse.
Corpses with guts exposed, decapitated bodies, and corpses with holes in their hearts. Body dismembered or corpse. It was a disgusting sight to see, but I stood up quietly, holding back the rising earthenware. No matter how much I was, I couldn’t help but feel nothing after seeing such a disaster. Looking around, I found clothes strewn about in the corner of the room.
These are familiar clothes. Clothes worn by a doll that looked like Milia in the third room. It’s hard to recognize the original because it’s stained with blood, but you’re probably right. I carefully lifted the clothes.
As I tried to pick up my clothes and examine them, I heard the sound of something hitting the floor.
Is it a note? I picked up what would probably be the last note. What is written
Flip through the open notebook. Unexpectedly, I was able to find the first article only after passing half of the notes.
[I hope everyone dies.]
[I will kill you.]
[I don’t need a family anymore.]
The conclusion is terrible.
I closed the notebook and put it in my pocket. Anything else to look for? I turned my head around and looked around, but there was nothing unusual. There are only corpses and clothes scattered around. Then, are the things to be placed on the altar in the hallway on the left?
I quietly left the room and went into the second room and immediately put the key on the iron cage door. Fortunately, the door opened with a ghastly sound as if the key had been hit. I went straight inside and picked up the doll.
“There’s nothing particularly unusual… I think there’s something inside.”
Turning the doll over, I found a hole where the fluff came out, so I put my hand in it. It’s a quiet, yet somehow creepy feeling. I carefully took out the uneasy object inside the doll.
“…f*ck.”
Why are people’s eyes in this place?
I want to throw it away right now, but maybe this is a sacrifice that should be placed on the altar. I closed my eyes and left the room. The hallway is silent.
Looking towards the altar. There was no one in the hallway across the street. Are you still investigating inside the room? I’ll have to check Karina’s condition and move on to the room on the left. It was the moment when I was about to walk towards the altar with that thought in mind.
“…”
Goosebumps all over the body.
There’s something behind me.
Something…
Is it the same gimmick as before? I forcibly turned my frozen neck and looked back.
At the end of the hallway. Dead end road.
I see a human figure buried in the darkness.
Headless.
Also, the sound of something scratching the floor.
My gaze naturally followed the sound down.
A very familiar blade used for cutting trees.
“…Yes, it would be disappointing if something like this did not come out.”
The headless killer kicks the ground.
I fixed the shovel.