The door creaked open slowly, revealing a dimly lit room. In the center sat a lady in a tattered dress, bound to a wheelchair. She was positioned under the glow of a lantern, her frail figure casting eerie shadows on the walls.
Lumine instinctively took a step forward, but Aether swiftly grabbed her wrist, halting her. âWait,â he whispered, his eyes narrowing cautiously.
The womanâs head tilted up, her tired eyes meeting theirs. Her voice was soft but carried a weight of sorrow. âAre you... explorers who got lost in this hotel?â she asked, her tone tinged with pity.
No one answered immediately, exchanging wary glances.
The lady continued, her voice dropping to a haunting whisper. âIâm sorry to say... you canât escape this place. Sheâs always watching.â
âWhoâs âsheâ?â Scaramouche finally asked, his tone sharp with irritation.
The lady didnât answer directly, her hollow eyes staring into nothingness. âIf you see a lady who crawls, her back twisted, and her head turned unnaturally on roofs and floors... run. Turn your flashlights low. She will find you otherwise.â
A chill ran through the group, the gravity of her words settling over them like a heavy fog.
Breaking the tense silence, Lumine noticed something on the wall behind the womanâa large, detailed map. âFurina, please take a picture of this map,â she said, pointing at it.
Furina adjusted her camera and snapped a picture. âThis place just keeps getting bigger,â she muttered, her usual dramatic tone laced with genuine unease.
Hu Tao grinned despite the ominous atmosphere. âThe bigger it is, the more fun weâll have!â
âFun?â Aether shook his head in disbelief. âYou call getting chased by some twisted, crawling lady fun? Itâs only a matter of time before she separates us again.â
âSounds like youâre just scared, Aether,â Scaramouche sneered, though his voice lacked its usual venom.
The lady in the wheelchair spoke again, her tone a mix of warning and resignation. âThe deeper you go, the harder it is to leave. She thrives in darkness... and despair.â
Lumine turned to the group, her expression firm. âWeâve got a bigger map now. Letâs stick together this time and figure out a way through.â
âYeah, good luck with that,â Scaramouche muttered under his breath, his gaze lingering on the woman as she fell silent once more.
The group exchanged a few last wary glances before stepping back into the dark hallway, the warning still ringing in their ears. Behind them, the faint, ghostly sound of a distorted melody began to echo, sending a shiver down everyoneâs spine.
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