I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 659 - 404 Bride (Finale)

Chapter 659: Chapter 404 Bride (Finale) Chapter 659: Chapter 404 Bride (Finale) From one of the wooden enclosures behind him, a heavy breathing faintly made its way out. Yan Junze turned his head to look, but just like before the Rewind, he couldn’t see anything.

He then looked down again at the cloth doll that seemed to be hinting at him to carry it away. This time, however, he bent down and picked up the doll, holding it with one hand as he walked towards the second floor.

Arriving at the corner of the second-floor staircase, Yan Junze silently took the Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp that was placed on a protruding part of the wall.

After reaching the second floor, just like the last time, the little girl in the white princess dress stood at the doorway of a room that was ajar, not far down the hallway.

Only after Yan Junze saw her did she step into the room.

“You think I’ll go over there this time? Still not possible.”

Yan Junze took a few steps into the corridor, then knelt to place the Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp on the floor and took a lighter from his backpack to ignite the lamp.

Before long, nearly all the rooms in the corridor began to produce noises—slight footsteps, hoarse voices, and eerie chanting started one after another at this moment.

Some of the doors, which had been tightly closed, also began to slowly open.

At least seventeen or eighteen strangenesses walked out from their rooms in succession. To Yan Junze, these strangenesses felt just like residents living there.

When Yan Junze used “Perception of Strange Events” initially, he also didn’t sense their Obsessions.

Perhaps, some strangenesses simply don’t have any Obsession at all and just reside within the restricted area.

The scent from the burning lamp quickly spread, and the strangenesses that walked out didn’t pay any attention to Yan Junze. They just crouched beside the oil lamp, greedily sucking away the fumes.

Yan Junze’s gaze was fixed on the doorway of the room the little girl had entered. However, at that moment, he had not seen any strangeness come out of that room, not even the little girl herself.

After waiting about half a minute more, the little girl appeared. She stood in the doorway, her sunken nose twitched, and then she walked towards the Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp.

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Then a beautiful woman also emerged from the room, with delicate features that must belong to the little girl’s mother. However, as she approached, Yan Junze noticed the back of her head was caved in as if she had suffered a heavy blow to the head before she died.

After she came out, she also glanced at Yan Junze. Her lips parted, but she made no other sign, and her attention quickly shifted to the oil lamp, never returning to where Yan Junze stood.

Soon, the mother and daughter duo jostled into the crowd of strangenesses.

Yan Junze immediately walked to the room they had come from, arriving at the doorway only to find the room engulfed in darkness, which was even less lit than the corridor outside.

Using the light from the wall lamps in the hallway, Yan Junze took a careful look inside. There was no furniture in the room, just a hammer.

The hammer lay at the center of the room, the top of it stained with dirt. Yan Junze took out a flashlight, switched it on, and shone the beam onto the hammer.

Although the magnetic field on the second floor was a bit chaotic, it was much lighter compared to the third floor.

Therefore, the interference with the electromagnetic fields could be almost neglected; the flashlight still worked properly.

Under the light of the flashlight, Yan Junze saw that the hammer looked dirty because its surface was smeared with a lot of coagulated blood.

Considering the woman who seemed to be the little girl’s mother, the fatal wound on her head was probably caused by this hammer.

“Did that little girl just lead me into this room because her mom is inside waiting with a hammer?” Yan Junze murmured to himself, “Could it be that they really want to kill me, making me the next soldier to further chaos the magnetic field on the third floor?”

Yan Junze glanced at the cloth doll in his hand.

At that moment, it appeared as though something wriggled inside the body of the doll, and Yan Junze distinctly felt a chilling sensation in the palm of his hand.

Instinctively, he released his grip, and the doll fell to the ground, landing face-up. Under the light of the flashlight, it seemed to be still smiling.

“Who are you?”

Silently, the shadow of a man appeared in the doorway, coldly staring at Yan Junze.

Yan Junze looked up and could only see the outline of a man’s shadow.

The voice was familiar, identical to the one he had heard in the darkness before the last Rewind; it must be the Reaper, Morrison.

Rewind!

The location went back to the first floor, and the time to the moment Yan Junze picked up the cloth doll.

At this moment, he was certain that the little girl was leading him into the second-floor room to kill him.

And if he didn’t follow, just like the first time before the Rewind, the little girl would chase out, stand behind him, ask questions, and guide again.

Holding the cloth doll, Yan Junze quickly walked to the corner of the second-floor staircase, took down the Gute Gorgeous Oil Lamp, went to the top of the second-floor stairs, and set down the lamp there before lighting it with the lighter.

In the meantime, he didn’t even glance at the little girl as she deliberately walked into the room in front of him.

Then he proceeded up the stairs leading to the third floor.

The reason he chose to light the lamp at the narrow space of the stairwell was to attract all the strangenesses to crowd over, which could block Reaper Morrison for a moment.

Now, Yan Junze speculated that Morrison’s appearance might have been triggered the moment he entered the restricted area on the first floor.

Though he didn’t know what had triggered it, a condition set by a Reaper might be something he could never detect, invisible even if it was right before his eyes, and thus unavoidable.