My Cell Prison

Chapter 15: Restrictions

The next night.

With the drugged couple already asleep, they are bound to go to the latrine in the middle of the night due to physical discomfort.

As requested.

Han Dong was only responsible for keeping an eye on the squad members and making them stay in the dormitory all night.

In fact, Han Dong didn't need to greet the squad members at all; there was no way they would run out in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.

Especially last night, when Bald Derrion had already 'disappeared'.

If there was any physical need, everyone would find a way to deal with it in their own rooms.

Han Dong just needed to get a good night's sleep, stay refreshed and live until tomorrow.

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Ta-ta-ta~.

The sound of footsteps lingering between the corridors rang out again.

When Han Dong, who was in his nest, woke up, he saw a woman in a red dress and black hair scattered through the door.

Through the light of the red lantern, he saw a woman in a red dress with disheveled black hair standing in the doorway through the glass window on the door.

The newspaper that had been affixed to the door to cover it had automatically fallen off.

Unlike last night.

The woman is no longer walking around, but standing straight in the doorway, looking directly at the room Han Dong.

A creepy red lip could be faintly seen at the lower end of the disheveled black hair.

This was not Chen Li.

With advance knowledge of the 'revenge' plan.

Currently, Chen Li must have ambushed in the bathroom and could not have appeared on the second floor of the bungalow... The one standing at the door was naturally the evil spirit from this incident.

Screech!

A sharp sound breaks the silence of the night.

The woman scraped at the surface of the door with her sharp fingers.

If this were anyone else, they would surely be scared to death.

Even Han Dong, who had died once, was unable to be completely unafraid, beads of sweat flowering down his forehead... his back was already spilling cold sweat.

However, Han Dong's expression didn't change as he just lay on the bed, staring at the woman at the door... Once the other party was about to break the door, Han Dong would immediately take out the tentacle ability that came with [Faceless Man's Head] and try to counterattack.

Time passed one second at a time.

The two just stared at each other... slowly ignoring the sound of nails scraping until the woman left.

For a time, the sense of pressure and danger that had swept through her body was gone, and her intuition told Han Dong that this evil spirit shouldn't find him again tonight.

After a full five hours of sleep, coupled with this fearful stimulus, Han Dong had no desire to sleep at all.

Staring at the ceiling, Han Dong's brain began to get used to thinking again.

"A strong man like Bald Derrion didn't even have a chance to make any noise in front of the Evil Spirit woman and just disappeared... Reasonably speaking, the Evil Spirit is perfectly capable of killing us all in the night.

Why didn't she do that?

Simply to frighten and toy with us? Waiting for the last minute before killing...or is there such a thing as a "limit"."

"Limitations."

When Han Dong thought of these two words, he immediately got up, pulled out the ballpoint pen and notebook he had bought, and was busy writing them down.

"Right now I can't understand the meaning of the existence of the 'Destiny Space'.

But in general, it should be used to 'screen' ordinary people, give those who are excellent various aspects of strengthening, and even grant supernatural abilities.

The 'Fate Space' cannot grant a 'death game' for us to die, but will give us the chance to escape... which corresponds to why the evil spirits cannot just kill us all.

Since we are subjected to such 'restrictions' as 'we can only move within a 500 meter radius of the Villa' and 'we can't stay in the same room at night'.

Is it possible that this evil spirit is also subject to the same restrictions?

For example, you can't force your way into our room?

Or is it only for people with a certain level of 'fear value'?

Or for a certain time limit.

You can only kill one?

Hmm...the possibility of there being a "limitation" is high."

Before he was born, Han Dong was also accustomed to thinking in bed...the silent night and comfortable mattress often led him to come up with experimental methods and problematic entry points that he wouldn't have thought of sitting in the lab.

"If we make it through the night unscathed, we are halfway through the time limit required for this event... In the remaining 36 hours, we must find out and verify as much as possible about the 'limits' of the malevolent spirit.

Once identified, the survival rate will increase significantly."

Han Dong just lay in bed the entire time until dawn.

......

However.

What happened to Han Dong happened to the other members of the squad as well.

Except for Edward who was more calm.

The rest of the members were not so relaxed during their stares through the glass windows with the evil spirit.

Two of the girls, one of whom was so frightened that she screamed in the corner, the other crouched and trembled... As for Herbert, the paper boy, the reaction was a bit different.

He, who normally held down his fear, was currently completely unable to hold it together and committed an extremely irrational act.

"No! A flimsy wooden door certainly won't stop the evil spirit...I have to escape."

Unable to stop the shaking in his calves, Herbert shouldered his backpack, opened the window and jumped from the second floor...still in good physical shape, he landed easily and took out his flashlight to observe the exterior of the bungalow.

Just as Herbert jumped, the woman in the doorway stopped scraping the wooden door with her nails and turned her mouth slightly upward.

...........

"Go to the captain! He'll find a way."

The newsboy wouldn't dare to be out in the middle of the night, the only thing he could think of to save his life was Edward.

Leaning against the wall of the bungalow, Herbert carefully went around to the front yard of the bungalow and confirmed by the light of his flashlight that the woman in front of his room was gone and that the second floor hallway was empty.

Tua~tua (the sound of cutting pork)

At the same time, he vaguely heard the sound of some kind of chopping meat coming from the direction of the latrines dozens of meters away from each other.

In this kind of crisis, the brain can easily connect the information it has acquired.

Herbert's brain decided that someone had already been killed in the latrine, and he took this opportunity to rush up to the bungalow to meet up with the captain.

Who knew...?

Rushing up to the corner of the building, his body startled and forced him to stop.

Around the corner, a woman stood facing the wall.

The scene frightened Herbert with trembling legs and disordered thinking....

"Save..."

Just as the S pronounced, ten silt nails covered Herbert's face, and the irresistible force dragged him back to one of the rooms on the second floor.

..........

The next day.

Just as Chen Li and Daqing siblings were making breakfast, everyone gathered in the first floor hall.

Daqing's little brother smiled as he brought the omelette noodles.

"Did you four sleep well last night?

The Wang couple car has been repaired and left an hour ago... Anything else you guys want to film, our sister and brother will cooperate fully."

The squad's body trembled as the word 'four' came out of Da Qing's mouth.

Half of the event timeframe had passed.

The initial squad of six had been reduced to four...and the second half could be even more dangerous.