Horror Game Designer
Chapter 512: The Owner

The manor owner lost his grace and looked tired. He came earlier than Gao Ming expected. The murky ice cone turned into dirty water and drenched Gao Ming’s clothes. When the hiker outside the window saw the owner, he smashed his head into the window. As his skull became misshapen, the glass started to crack.

The owner ran into the room to close the curtains. His voice was cold, “Why did you open the curtains again? Do you want to die?!”

“It wasn’t me? I was asleep and felt a sudden chill. I opened my eyes and saw an icy cone aiming at my eye from the ceiling! The snowman is inside my room! It wanted to kill me!” Gao Ming’s eyes were red. His hands were stained with dirty water. When he tried to get close to the manor owner, the latter instantly aimed the rifle at Gao Ming. “Stand there and don’t move! Come any closer, and I’ll fire!”

“The snowman should still be here! It hasn’t escaped!” Gao Ming took one step back and said confidently.

“I know.” The owner could sense the fishy smell in the room. The whole room felt like it had been submerged in the east lake. “Go to the kitchen and grab the fire pot and the firewood!”

“The firewood in the storage has run out.”

“Then, chop some new ones!”

Gao Ming rushed out of the room. Before he reached the first floor, there were sounds of wood chopping from the kitchen. Thankfully, the owner stayed in Room 2009.

“Is the man trying to use this chance to kill the snowman?” The owner’s rifle was very special. Those ghosts that were hit by it would disappear permanently. However, the rifle had limited ammo.

Gao Ming entered the kitchen. Wooden dust flew everywhere. Zhi Ge had removed his jacket. He held the axe with both hands. His muscles had bulged double in size. The sweat on his skin evaporated. He looked like he was covered in a layer of white mist. Silly worked hard beside him. His strength was not smaller than Zhi Ge’s. He radiated a dangerous presence. They worked together to smash down the wooden door in less than half a minute.

“Don’t enter it!” Gao Ming learned from the owner and lowered his oil lamp down the door. The light instantly disappeared. The dark basement was like a monster. After giving it a few tries, the oil lamp finally came back on. Gao Ming and Qian Jin jumped down. The cellar was L-shaped. It was larger than they imagined. The outer perimeter was taken over by marinated carrots and cabbages. The vats emitted strange smells. The deeper they went, the lower the temperature. It didn’t affect Gao Ming that much, but Qian Jin felt a bit dizzy and nauseous.

“Hurry up!” Yao Yao urged from the surface. Qian Jin walked past Gao Ming. He touched the cave walls. Using the light from the oil lamp, he moved a few more metres forward. The passage dug through the bottom of the manor. The deepest part had a strange smell.

“The marinate is to cover up the smell.” Qian Jin raised the lamp and lifted the lid from a large vat. A light stench drifted into his nose. He saw a dead lamb being stuffed into the vat. The meat was sliced and marinated in spices and salt.

“Can you store meat underground?” Qian Jin had not heard of that before. He moved to open the other vats. The stench became more intense. As he pinched his nose to retreat, Gao Ming opened the last vessel. The air chilled. Gao Ming and Qian Jin looked into the vat, and their backs chilled.

The vat didn’t marinate animal meat but a headless male corpse. The corpse was thin and small. He looked around 20. From the physical properties, the corpse looked similar to the nightmare owner who lay on the bed in the Immortal Pharma underground lab.

“He is the real nightmare owner!”

In the last nightmare, the girl was trapped in her home. The owner of this nightmare had a worse fate. Gao Ming hadn’t even seen his face.

“Is the snowman looking for this body?” Gao Ming saw a murky face in the ice. The face was similar to the little brother’s face. “The brother was dismembered. The body was stuffed in the basement, and the head was pushed into the snowman. Is that the truth?”

“What should we do now?” Qian Jin was disappointed. The trio opened the door to find the path to leave the nightmare. They didn’t care about the story behind the nightmare. They just wanted to leave the nightmare and gain money from Immortal Pharma. They were professional nightmare hunters.

Gao Ming reached into the vat. He carried the headless body out. “Find me a cloth to help me cover it. We’ll move it somewhere else.”

“Have you lost your mind?” Qian Jin looked at Gao Ming in disbelief. Gao Ming didn’t feel discomfort carrying a corpse.

“Don’t waste time!”

The two worked together to move the corpse out of the passage. Gao Ming reeked of the smell. He couldn’t send the fire pot to the owner anymore.

“Yao Yao, the owner is waiting for the snowman in Room 2009. He needs the fire pot and firewood. Help me deliver those to him.” Gao Ming didn’t give her the chance to reject him. “I reek of the corpse. If I go, the owner will know we’ve entered the basement.”

Yao Yao unwillingly picked up the stuff and went up the stairs. Silly picked up the wrapped body and planned to move it out. To everyone’s surprise, the manor owner appeared in the second-floor corridor. His cold eyes were looking for Gao Ming.

“The fire pot and firewood are here.” Yao Yao looked at the owner with disgust.

“Where are your friends?” The owner’s rifle was like a devil.

“They are hiding in a room on the first floor.”

“Is that so? Come with me into the room. Light up the fire pot. I’ve taken you in and fed you food. Now is your time to repay me.” The man shoved Yao Yao into Room 2009. He looked around. It was unclear what he was planning.

The fire was lit. Yao Yao stood beside the fire. The man forced her to change into his mother's clothes. Then, he told her to sing some weird songs.

The strange melody floated through the manor. The cracked walls of Room 2009 started to leak water. The water stain formed a human shape.

The song travelled deep into the wintry night. Something changed on the abandoned fourth floor. A large force charged into the iron bars. Two lanky arms waved in the dark. The red dress dragged along the dusty floor. The twisted body tried its best to squeeze through the bars.