The rat corpses appeared to have been recently buried as they have not decomposed yet. From the top, a relatively less rotten corpse appeared, but as they went further down, rotten corpses with wriggling maggots emerged. Rachel gasped at the sight.
“Burn them all.”
At Evelyn’s command, the gardener took a bucket and put the rat carcasses inside.
Rachel counted with her eyes and looked away when she passed thirty.
There was no point in counting. They took all the rats that had died, and there were so many corpses that it was doubtful that they died as a group and were just buried there. The bucket was full and the gardener had to go back several times to where the fire was set.
‘Ugh, I really hate it. I fell there in the past?’
Rachel’s expression darkened. Then, something gray ran from the mansion. It was a rat that was biting a wounded rat. The rat threw the injured rat in the pit that had just been dug by the gardener and abandoned the bleeding mouse.
“What did I just see?”
The mouse, which she thought was about to go back to the mansion, suddenly changed directions and rushed to Rachel.
“Ack, you crazy rat!”
Rachel freaked out at the rat’s approach and backed away. But of all things, her shoe got caught in a stone. Her body leaned towards where the rose bush had been removed.
‘I was being careful, this is unfair.’
Rachel blamed the rat for dying again. She closed her eyes tightly, vowing that she would first exterminate the rats on the next round.
But something hard touched her back. Strong arms grabbed her before she completely fell.
“Are you hurt?”
Rachel slowly opened her eyes as she heard a boy’s pure voice. She met his amber eyes.
Enoch grabbed Rachel’s waist and upper body, almost like a hug, to keep her from falling over the rose bush.
“Yes. Thank you for saving me.”
Rachel thanked him in a stunned voice.
Enoch picked her up and set her down in a safe spot.
“Are you okay?”
“Were you scared?”
Evelyn and Priest Peace asked almost at the same time. Rachel nodded her head in response.
“Yes. I’m fine, I wasn’t hurt.”
“That’s good. It’s dangerous, so stay there.”
Behind her mother, Rachel saw a dead rat pierced by a fan.
Rachel nodded her head and decided to stay where Enoch had placed her.
“It seems that rat carcasses were collected this way until now.”
Priest Peace said, looking at the dead mouse. The rats gathered the corpses of their kin in one place. Even if they weren’t dead yet, they seemed to bring them there if it was badly injured.
There is something here. Everyone thought the same.
The gardener went back and forth several times, and the rat carcasses eventually disappeared. A large puddle formed in place of the rose bush. But.
‘The risk is still the same.’
It meant that getting rid of the rose bushes and rat carcasses didn’t end it.
“That’s it.”
The muddy gardener who had dug deep in the pit said as he wiped his sweat away. He pushed the shovel into the ground, and a clang resounded.
“There seems to be something down there. Try a little more.”
At Evelyn’s instructions, the gardener did more shoveling. Again, the shovel head hit something accompanied by a sound. Soon after, what was buried in the ground began to be revealed.
It was a man made circular slab.
The gardener lifted it up and Enoch received it.
When the slab was taken out, the risk was lowered.
[Risk rate: 85%]
“You couldn’t have buried something like that alone, right?”
Rachel said. Henry wore a puzzled expression at his daughter’s words. There was no way someone could have done it alone, nor would they have been able to do it without their knowledge.
In other words, before the family moved into this mansion, while the rose was not yet in the yard, there was only one person who could do such a thing.
He bit his lips shut. Not everything has been revealed yet. He wiped his face with his palm.
Rachel saw Henry do that and urged him to move to the next place.
“The annex?”
“Yes.”
The annex separated from the mansion was the lodging for servants who worked outside the mansion rather than inside. Like coachmen or gardeners. There was also a grain warehouse and a stable.
Gardening tools, wagons, and tools that they might need to take out once or twice a year were all kept there. In Round 8, Rachel was killed by a hammer that fell off a shelf while inspecting the annex.
The five of them headed to the annex. As they passed the stable next to the annex, the coachman who was feeding the horses with hay greeted them.
“What are you doing here?”
“Traces of black magic have been found in the mansion.”
Henry showed complicated thoughts at the coachman’s question and said.
“That’s why we’re walking around the mansion with a priest. Did you keep the carriage parts you fixed a few days ago?”
“Yes. It was kept as ordered.”
The coachman took out the wheel axle of the carriage from the warehouse.
“If it hadn’t been for the lord’s instructions, it would have been a disaster.”
Priest Peace and Enoch looked at the worn shaft and shook their heads.
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“Not this.”
“I see.”
It was just an accident waiting to happen.
‘It was 6%, but it was just an accident.’
So, the risk was lowered just by repairing it.
“Then do your best. Do not neglect your work.”
“Yes.”
The coachman, who did not notice the breakdown of the carriage until his employer instructed him, acted more timidly than usual.
They passed through the stables and reached the annex. Even though it was an annex, it was not small.
In the original story, she visited this place to find a tool to open the locked basement door. Then, a monster with large garden shears appeared.
Clink, clank. Inside the dark building, the creepy sound of two scissor blades colliding, wet footsteps and creaking noises every time you stepped on the deformed hardwood floors made up a scary trio.
When you enter the annex, the background sound stops and you have to avoid the monster making the sound.
There was still kerosene in the annex so you can use a lamp, but when the monster approaches, you’d have to cover it with a thick black cloth.
Rachel recalled the difficult game. She had a hard time escaping. She’d rather just die than do it again.
In fact, she once evaded the monster for over twenty minutes, never stopping, but was caught while singing ‘It’s time for us to say goodbye, see you next time‘. They ran into each other and she died within a minute of loading. So…
[T/N: If you want to check out the link it’s from 0:36 to 0:42]
‘I shouldn’t have sung that song. Words become seeds.’
[T/N: Seeds become plants, and words come true so: ‘Better watch what you say.’]
Rachel followed her parents’ footsteps as she recalled the past. That monster was really freaky, but the place where she died was somewhere else.
The Poltergeist Spot. A poltergeist is a phenomenon in which strange noises are heard or objects are moving when there is nothing.
In the original story, if you went to that place, objects would fly by themselves, but if you cannot avoid the flying object and get hit, you will die.
Even if there were certain rules, it was not easy to avoid them. Adding the scissors monster on top of that, you will surely die 99% of the time. The 1% was if you were somehow lucky and can control divine powers.
“Here!”
Rachel pointed to a shelf above her head. The death occurred on the 8th day when she was on the 8th round. So, today, the fifth day, there would be no accident.
Or that’s what she thought…
Right next to her, she heard a small thing falling and rolling. Like a screw.
Rachel raised her head. The shelf was tilted and the hammer above her was falling towards her.
‘Why?’
She grasped the situation as she saw it but her body was so slow that she could not avoid it.
Rachel had this absurd idea that this was why the people can’t avoid the car accidents she saw on TV, they simply couldn’t avoid it.
Then a white hand grabbed the hammer before the hammer could touch Rachel’s head.
“This is it.”
Enoch spoke in a tone mixed with a shallow sigh.
“The curse is clearly directed at Evelyn-nim…”
He didn’t finish his sentence but Rachel knew what he was trying to say. The person being cursed is her mother, and the curse has not been activated yet, but his glance was asking why she was in danger.
Rachel felt wronged. It was not supposed to fall off now.
“Thank you.”
As she gave her thanks, she saw the hammer that Enoch was holding. Unlike ordinary hammers, the handle and the head were reddish-brown. There were clear signs that something had dried so you couldn’t really say that it had simply rusted.
‘Blood!’
“It is also a curse medium.”
Priest Peace said in a tired tone. It was the first time she had ever seen so many cursed mediums in one house. Besides, she was tired, not just searching for them, but also purifying them with her divine power.
“You still have some left, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
[Risk rate: 84%]
“Enoch, I’ll leave the next one to you.”
“Yes!”
At Priest Peace’s request, Enoch regained his energy. He had been bored by just watching, but he seemed happy that he finally got something to do.
“Leave it to me!”
He returned to the main building and headed for the basement.
In the basement of the mansion, there was a warehouse for storing wine and food as well as a prison.
It had been left unused now, but it was different in the original game. Henry converted the prison into a laboratory.
In the game, when Rachel and Enoch arrived in the basement, a corpse affected by black magic walked around.
Blue-skinned monsters appeared. They were evidence of Rachel’s father’s sins.
There were traces of black magic and the transition to a different world progressed, with the space becoming far from reality.
Recalling the original story, Rachel looked in front of her. A servant called from the main building took the lead, holding a lamp.
They passed through the cold warehouse and the wine cellar to reach the prison.
Even if it was a prison, it had not been used for a long time, so it was damp and there was water on the floor. Insects living in damp places settled and dispersed whenever people passed by.
Evelyn unfolded her fan. At this, Enoch, who was behind Evelyn, strode forward and struck the floor with his sword.
Kkang – She could almost feel a ghost pain from the loud ringing sound.
“What’s going on?”
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