The man rummaged through the cupboard, and he could only see with one eye.
Pain stimulated his brain, and his actions became more violent. His arm brushed against something, and a long wound appeared on it.
Blood dripped down his elbow and landed on the shiny floor. A woman in a red dress appeared in the pool of blood.
The droplets of blood began to change, as if someone was writing lines of words with blood.
"Your method will not find the way to that school. You've failed. You've lied to me. You can't give me freedom, and you've lost your life."
Pain caused the man to bend over. He was like a prawn that had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil. He dropped the things inside the cupboard all over the floor.
He closed his eyes and sank into darkness. His body slammed into the furniture, and his arms flailed wildly like he was a drowning man.
Medicine and various medical tools littered the floor. The bookshelf was pushed over, and several books related to the eye landed next to the man's feet.
"My eyeballs are leaking fluid, the wounds around the edges are infected, the optic nerves are shrinking, and I'm losing my sense of light. Even my one eye that is fine is showing problems. It's like something is squeezing on it, and it's getting harder and harder to open my eye!"
The man closed his eyes. He was the only person in the room, but he screamed like he was talking to someone else.
"But don't worry, as long as I'm alive, there's a chance of change!"
The eyes were the window to the soul. When the eyes could not be opened, the world inside one's heart would become a pool of darkness.
The man was like a beast, releasing his pain until he fainted next to the dining table from exhaustion.
The lights in the room flickered, and the light dimmed. The room appeared different from before.
The bloodstains on the ground had solidified into a dark brown color, like pieces of scars.
In the extreme silence, a woman in a red dress appeared in the middle of the room.
She looked completely different from Wenyu, but she was similar to Qiumei from Deskmate.
The woman silently walked to stand between the man and Wenyu. She picked up a notebook that had fallen from the bookshelf.
The cover was stained with blood. When she flipped it open, there was a name written in red — Qiumei.
The first half of the notebook was written in black, but the second half was written in red.
The woman flipped to the last few pages.
30th November: The woman in red kept stopping the surgery. It was as if she would disappear forever if the eyes were replaced. It seems that Chang Gu didn't lie to me. Finally, I won't be tortured by this ghost.
December 1st: The woman in red appeared again. A few years ago, she was the one who led me into Wenyu's body and made me the next Wenyu. She is not my friend, even if she is always around me.
2nd December: The surgery was too risky, and there was the interference of the ghost. She was like a madwoman trying to stop the eye transplant surgery. It seemed like Chang Gu's method could really end all the pain.
3rd December: With this ghost around, the surgery will never be able to proceed normally, so we can only trap her. I haven't talked to her for several years, so I'll play a little game with her this time.
4th December: The eye transplant surgery was a success. The Red Specter that had been pestering me has finally disappeared, but I did not expect it to be like this. After the surgery was a success, I became a new Red Specter.
5th December: This was the first time I trusted someone other than my grandmother. I lost my freedom and became a scapegoat. This was the second time I trusted someone else. I couldn't even return to the shell that I was hiding in. What should I do now? Trust him for the third time? Or …
That was the end of the diary. The woman placed it back on the shelf. Her body tilted to look at Chang Gu.
Her black hair scattered. The woman's right eye was red, but her left eye was a black hole. Even if she became a Red Specter in one hundred years, her left eye would not recover.
The lights in the room dimmed. The sound of marble bouncing came from the ceiling. The sound of running water came from the bathroom. The ballpoint pen rolled on the ground, and the fruit knife on the coffee table moved on its own.
A pale hand reached out from under the red dress. The woman used two fingers to hold the knife.
She stood before the fainted man and dangled the knife above the man's head. She aimed it right at the man's right eye that was not wrapped in bandages.
Just as the woman's fingers were about to let go, she suddenly stopped like she had sensed the presence of other people in the room.
Her neck turned, and her black hair scattered to the side. The woman's empty eye sockets stared at the camera. It gave off the feeling that she was looking at the audience outside the screen.
Strange music echoed inside the theater, and the footsteps came closer and closer. They circled around her ears.
The strange noises inside the room increased. They came from deep inside the armoire, under the bed, behind the door, and so on.
It was so dense that it even gave people the illusion that there was an abnormal movement in the theater in the real world!
Their ears could no longer tell whether the sound came from the screen or from right next to them.
The light flickered, and the woman in the red dress got closer and closer to the screen. She did not move slowly, but it looked like she was standing where she was, unmoving. However, if she was distracted for a moment and focused again, the distance between her and the screen would close again!
The strange noises inside the screen overlapped with the strange noises outside the screen. At that moment, the audience in the private theater had a strange feeling.
It felt like they had been pulled into the movie and became part of the movie. It felt like the movie had become real, and the ghost inside the screen had really walked out.
The music grew louder. It felt like someone was blowing into their ears, and their bodies could not stop shaking.
The woman in the red dress had walked to the edge of the screen, and the lights inside the theater dimmed to the extreme.
The face that had one eye gouged out was stuck to the screen. The empty and scary eyes stared at the audience outside the screen.
The fruit knife was covered in blood. The tip of the knife was pointed outward, and the stench of blood slowly permeated the enclosed theater.
First, the sound was synchronized, and then the smell of blood filled the theater. Just as the audience was confused, the blood red shirt stuck to the screen.
The viscous blood slid down the screen and dripped onto the stage outside the screen.
By the time everyone came to their senses, that terrifying face had already appeared on the screen!
The background music reached its climax like a taut bowstring.
The smell of blood was at its strongest, and the scariest scene in the Dead Theater finally appeared.
The baleful ghost from the horror movie walked out from the screen! The ghost story had become reality!
His breathing became heavy. Chen Ge pressed against the chair, and his bloodshot eyes turned red almost instantly!
"The Red Specter from the horror movie has appeared!" He stood up, and when the ghost appeared, he yelled, "Let's go! Do not let her return! "
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