"Don't stand in the corridor! Run!"
If it were any other shadow projection,
The other tourists, seeing the spider emerge from the room, had their accumulated terror instantly ignited. Screams filled the entire scene. Some were so frightened they froze, standing dumbfounded right there in the corridor.
"Get inside! Hide in the rooms!"
Regardless of whether it would help, Chen Ge first ducked into the third bedroom. The police officer and the girl named Xiao Ling followed closely behind.
"Close the door!"
The door couldn't be locked, so Chen Ge and the officer used their backs to brace it.
The corridor gradually fell silent. All the tourists had hidden themselves in the rooms.
"That was probably just a shadow projection. A real spider crawling by would definitely make sounds and leave traces on the wall paint." Chen Ge signaled the officer to watch the door, then he turned his gaze to the offering table in the middle of the room.
"Just now, that child ran into this room." Chen Ge was certain that child wasn't an obsession tied to an object—an obsession must be attached to something, and even in places thick with yin energy, it couldn't stray far from that object for long.
Bending down, Chen Ge looked at the toys piled under the offering table. "Is the little boy attached to one of these toys?"
He carefully inspected each one, putting every toy into his bag and then taking it out again.
Throughout the process, he found nothing unusual. His method of detection was unique and very effective—if an obsession was attached to a toy, it would certainly feel fear.
"Not in the toys, then where?" Chen Ge's gaze lifted, settling on the photograph on the offering table.
The frame had originally fallen to the floor, but the last time he entered, he had placed it back on the table.
The old man in the photo had his back to Chen Ge. Staring at it for too long gave the unsettling impression that he might turn around at any moment.
"Photos are often chosen as vessels by obsessions and malicious ghosts. The key is that this black-and-white photo belonged to that deceased old man..." Just as Chen Ge finished speaking, he saw a child's head peek out from behind the old man's shoulder, only to be pushed back down by the old man's hand.
Everything happened in a flash, like a fleeting illusion.
Staring at the photo, Chen Ge's pupils contracted. "I think I understand why the old man's photo is like this."
This black-and-white photograph held two obsessions: the old man and the child. The old man had shown his back, but in reality, he was protecting that child—the child was hiding in his embrace!
"The little grandson opened the shrine. To stop him from being taken by the monster inside, the old man who passed away that day has been protecting him ever since." Chen Ge took the frame to the corner of the room and whispered to the photo, "How did you two end up in this haunted house?"
The story in the DVD was a script written by the central computer, but the old man and his grandson were real ghosts!
Although they appeared very weak—any red-clothed ghost could easily destroy them—their presence here already spoke volumes.
"I have my own principles. Tell me the truth, and I'll ensure your safety in the future." Chen Ge stared at the photo, but the black-and-white image showed no further signs of activity.