Chapter 5 Night shift at the Graveyard (4)

Rover uncomfortably rotated his neck, then rubbed his shoulders, feeling a bit more comfortable.

'Tsk!' He cursed inwardly: 'I've probably been sitting in front of the computer screen with bad posture for too long, now just a little movement makes my shoulders and neck ache.'

Rover suddenly felt... as if he had become very old.

He looked around once more, then went back inside the room, closing the door tightly.

"Phew!"

"Heh?!" Rover was startled, turning his head to look behind him, there was nothing there, but he had just felt a cold breath on the back of his neck as if it were someone's breath.

No, a person's breath would definitely be warm, but that gust of air was cold, so cold that it made him shiver, goosebumps rising on his skin.

"What the hell?" Rover muttered, looking around, trying to find the reason for that cold gust.

But after closing the main door, the room was very airtight, there weren't any gaps for the wind to blow in.

Tick! Tick!

"F*ck!"

Suddenly, the lightbulb flickered continuously, and Rover jumped, cursing: "Is this company trying to play a 'Haunted House' game?"

Rover remembered thrill-seeking games, especially the 'haunted house' type that was currently trending.

Many people sought thrills, fear, and the feeling of their hearts pounding as if about to burst.

Even though everyone was scared, they all enjoyed that feeling.

He thought... this was the same. That company wanted to create a 'haunted house' game to scare him.

Tick!

Immediately afterward, the lightbulb went out, plunging the entire space into darkness. Only the light emitted from the screen displaying the camera feed remained.

Rover jumped, seeing that the screen was displaying camera number 6, because earlier, after switching to this camera, the knocking started, so he hadn't had time to switch to another camera.

He gulped, feeling his body grow cold as if he were standing in a freezer because... two of the three body bags had fallen to the floor.

Yes, instead of lying on the gurneys, two of the corpses were on the floor.

Rover suddenly remembered the task on the paper the security guard had left.

[If a corpse falls on the floor, put it back in its place.]

He didn't understand why those two corpses had fallen on the floor, but he definitely wouldn't carry out that strange task.

Even if the corpses were fake, he didn't want to touch them at all.

In every horror movie, the first to die were the most curious and daring.

And Rover? He was a coward, okay? As long as he survived until the end, being cowardly was fine, and being selfish was fine.

As long as he survived, that was all that mattered.

But Rover knew those two corpses must have been moved and thrown on the floor by the company employees.

However, even though he thought so inwardly, he didn't understand why he still felt scared.

His heart pounded continuously, sweat pouring out as if he were taking a shower, but he didn't feel hot, on the contrary, he felt very cold.

Rover wanted to quickly go to the screen to switch to another camera, but he found that he couldn't move.

His shoulders were so heavy as if someone was standing on them.

'What the hell? Is my mentality so weak that I'm scared to the point of being unable to move?' Rover cursed inwardly.

He didn't believe in ghosts or devils, the same old saying, if ghosts and devils really existed in this world, why hadn't he seen them in the past 31 years?

Therefore, Rover clenched his fists until they turned white, trying to move his feet.

One step...

Two steps...

Three steps...

Although the TV was in front of him, only a few steps away, even moving one step took a lot of effort.

Sweat continuously poured down, soaking his shirt.

But he didn't care, he just wanted to quickly reach the TV and switch to another camera or do something so that it wouldn't display camera number 6 anymore.

Just a few steps, but it took Rover a long time and a lot of effort to walk.

He felt like he was about to faint from exhaustion, but he still tried to reach out to switch the camera.

This TV was an old model, like a big box, the screen a convex glass surface that could reflect the image in front of it.

Therefore, Rover saw his face reflected on the glass, along with a foot.

What?

A foot?

Where?

On his shoulder.

Rover thought he was mistaken, but it really was afoot.

No, two feet.

No, that wasn't right.

Four feet, as if two people were sitting on his back.

Pale feet as if the person had drowned a few days ago, with signs of necrosis.

The stench assaulted Rover's nose, making him want to vomit, but luckily he hadn't eaten anything, so even if he wanted to vomit, he couldn't.

Rover couldn't clearly see who was standing on his back because the glass screen only reflected from the feet up.

Besides that, he could see his own face on the glass screen.

He... was smiling.

Yes, he was smiling.

Rover was startled, he was certain he wasn't smiling, but on the glass screen, he was.

A gruesome smile, the corners of his mouth slowly tearing open, fresh blood flowing like a stream. The tear reached his ears and stopped, but the reflected face opened its mouth.

Along with the tear at the corners of his mouth extending to his ears, his mouth opened, revealing teeth, tongue, and countless other parts inside, all stained with blood.

Seeing the reflection, Rover wanted to scream, but his mouth was frozen, unable to move.

His body trembled violently, sweat pouring out even more profusely.

Then... the stimulation was too much, he... slowly closed his eyes, his mind falling into darkness.

At this moment, his reflection on the glass surface suddenly reached out.

The pale hand, like that of an anemic patient, passed through the glass surface and reached out.

Crack!

Crack!

The fingers suddenly extended, becoming longer and longer, sharp nails like knives slowly moving towards Rover's head.

Thump!

The door burst open violently, a gust of wind carrying a terrifying chill blowing into the room, causing the hand about to touch Rover's head to stop.

At the doorway, a black figure appeared there, seemingly a woman.

However, what was even stranger was that her hair was incredibly long, like a living creature, moving.

Immediately afterward, clumps of hair suddenly extended, shooting towards the hand with terrifying speed, wrapping tightly around it.

The reflection on the glass tried to escape the hair strands wrapping around its hand, but all attempts seemed futile.

Although the space was silent, a terrifying battle was taking place between two strange beings.

However, this battle didn't last long, the hair strands immediately pulled the reflection out of the glass.

The force of the pull was so strong that it pulled that strange being out of the room.

It struggled violently, but the hair had already enveloped its entire body like a cocoon.

Thump!

The door slammed shut violently, then...

Crack! Crop!

The sound of breaking echoed as if a wild beast was devouring pieces of flesh and chewing on hard bones.

The terrifying sound made one's hair stand on end with fear.

A moment later, the sound disappeared, and the space fell silent again.

...

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

"Hm?!" The knocking came, Rover was slumped over the table, his face as if he were sleeping.

Hearing the knocking, he slowly woke up.

Rover held his head, feeling as if someone had just hit him with a hammer.

He shook his head, trying to regain his senses.

"Ah!" Rover suddenly jumped, remembering everything that had just happened.

He hurriedly looked around, but everything was normal.

The light was on, the TV had turned off at some point without him knowing.

Especially, the door was still closed, the bolt still in place, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Rover scratched his head, feeling confused: 'Was I so stressed that I had a nightmare?'

He rubbed his shoulders, feeling they were still sore and heavy, but not like before.

Especially, he looked at the TV screen, his face reflected on the glass was nothing special.

Rover stuck out his tongue, then examined his mouth, his ears, his eyes...

Everything was completely normal.

"Could it be..." Rover muttered: "Was everything I saw just a dream?"

He felt it was both a dream and very real. The strange thing was that he didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

Rover took out his phone, wanting to check the time, when the knocking came again.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

"Rover! Open the door... hurry!"

Hearing Akiko's voice from outside, Rover breathed a sigh of relief.

'It seems... I overthought things.' Rover shook his head, laughing at himself.

Thirty-one years old, but he was still afraid of something unreal like a child.

Rover stood up and went to open the door. The door cracked open, and Rover saw Akiko's worried face standing at the doorway.

"Just you alone?" Rover felt puzzled because Akiko was standing alone at the door, he didn't see Kaito and Alex.

"Yes." Akiko stammered, her body trembling slightly, unsure if she was scared or cold: "Alex and Kaito encountered a problem, the water pipe seems to have burst, they told me to call you for help."

Hearing this, Rover didn't suspect anything: "Ah! Really? Then let's go."

"Hurry up!" Akiko turned and ran into the thick fog ahead: "The water is flowing heavily, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Rover also hurriedly ran after her.

After running for a while, Rover gradually felt tired, but Akiko seemed tireless, continuing to run.

'Strange, is her stamina that good?' Rover thought to himself, he didn't think Akiko's stamina was that great.

Even though he didn't exercise much, his stamina was definitely not inferior to Akiko's.

Rover suddenly realized this place was full of fog, he couldn't even see anything around him, only Akiko running ahead.

Suddenly, Rover jumped, remembering the reason why Kaito had taken Akiko and Alex with him.

He immediately stopped, but strangely... as soon as he stopped, Akiko also stopped.

Rover panted, asking softly: "You... you walked alone from there to the security room?"

"Yes," Akiko replied, her voice emotionless, cold as ice.

Rover shivered, and he slowly backed away gently.

"Why did you stop?"