Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 97 The World Has Changed

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 The World Has Changed

Recently, this is how the nights had passed for the entire Jiang Family.

Only in this way could they sleep peacefully, as once they strayed from here, they would encounter terrifying occurrences.

At first, in the evening, there was a feeling of something pressing down on the quilt, making sleep suffocating.

Later on, while sleeping, there would be the sensation of cold ghostly hands stroking their bodies, and in the morning, they would find a lot of hair had fallen out.

Eventually, as soon as night fell, as long as they weren’t in the living room, they could see horrifying things in any corner of the villa.

Bodies crawling on the ceiling like spiders, eyes peering through the gaps in the wardrobe, children playing terrifying games under the bed...

Even if you curled up and covered yourself with a blanket, refusing to look at anything, it was useless.

Because by that time, you would discover that you were sharing a quilt with a cold and disfigured body, its pale face staring right into your eyes!

In short, now when night came, no one would wander off alone.

Jiao Xinlei actually didn’t want to be with them, but the thought of sleeping alone in her bedroom was too daunting for her.

The Human-Headed Dog lay comfortably among the people, occasionally stretching its legs, kicking around, and scratching itself, which rather than looking like it was in a den of horror, seemed more at home in a warm family setting, a stark contrast to the gloomy atmosphere of the family.

As Jiao Xinlei’s mind wandered, the Human-Headed Dog had already run to her feet, rubbing its human head against her thigh, looking thoroughly pleased.

But while it was enjoying itself, others didn’t see it that way; a dog making expressions with a human face was extremely disturbing to Jiao Xinlei, and she nearly screamed aloud.

Yet she suddenly felt something wasn’t right. The dog’s rubbing made her feel surprisingly comfortable, warming up her body, which had been chilled by the eerie qi of the villa.

The Jiang Family Members couldn’t detect this qi, so they kept their distance from the dog, but at this moment, Jiao Xinlei felt that perhaps the dog was the reason this family could still survive in such an environment.

It was then that she remembered what Wen Wen had said, the problem with this family didn’t lie with the dog but elsewhere!

As she pondered, her expression turned awkward—she needed to use the bathroom.

During dinner, the family hadn’t eaten or drunk much, so she was the only one who had feasted, and now she felt the pressing need to relieve herself.

She suddenly understood why the family ate so little at night; going to the bathroom in the middle of the night was a horrifying affair here.

"Um... is there anyone who could accompany me to the toilet?" Jiao Xinlei asked timidly, knowing her request was excessive, but the urgent call of nature was not something she could withstand.

No one in the family of four responded. Jiang Wenyue pointed to a bucket in the corner with a bitter smile, "If you can bear it, try to hold it in. If not, you can use that bucket. I wouldn’t recommend going to the toilet."

Jiao Xinlei looked imploringly at her male best friend, Jiang Wenhu, but Jiang Wenhu also shook his head in a troubled manner, "You might feel embarrassed, but in this villa, it’s best not to go to the bathroom at night."

Jiang Wenhu had become the most rational of the family by now, but even he didn’t want to go to the bathroom at night. If it was just to scare people, that would be one thing.

By now, for them, a hand reaching out of the toilet or blood flowing from the tap was something they had come to accept with equanimity.

But the thing in the bathroom wouldn’t just scare you; it would shove what you’d expelled right back at you!

It wasn’t just frightening—there were real harms and extreme disgust!

But he couldn’t express this clearly to a young girl, so he could only advise her to use the toilet near them.

Clenching her Bamboo Sword in hand, Jiao Xinlei ultimately couldn’t bring herself to relieve herself under the watchful eyes of others, so she stood up and prepared to head to the bathroom on the first floor on her own.

"This bamboo sword feels warm in my hand, and Detective Wen probably didn’t lie; it should be useful against those things."

There were lights in the corridor, and nothing happened in the few short steps, which reassured her a lot.

Jiao Xinlei had never lived in this house before, so she didn’t know what kind of terror she would be facing.

She closed the bathroom door and locked it. She was somewhat wary of the family as well—in such an environment, people aren’t necessarily safer than ghosts.

Suddenly, something changed. The long bamboo sword in her hand knocked into the washbasin under the mirror and fell to the ground. She hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Because the bamboo sword was her source of comfort, she felt safe with it in hand.

When she held the bamboo sword, the warm feeling reassured her.

But when she looked up, her eyes caught the mirror, and she suddenly felt a chill down her spine, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps and cold sweat drenching her.

In the mirror, her reflection didn’t bend down with her!

She looked up in horror, her eyes wide as she stared at the mirror, her teeth chattering. Fear made it difficult for her to control herself.

The reflection in the mirror gave Jiao Xinlei a wicked smile, and then the small bathroom suddenly turned into a den of ghostly apparitions.

The lights turned yellowish, everything in the villa emitted an old, musty qi, and the mirror’s surface began to blur as if many figures were trying to crawl out!

Blood-red handprints began to appear on the walls, the sound of dripping water, the sizzling of electricity; every sound seemed amplified and carried an inherently terrifying atmosphere that they never had before.

Jiao Xinlei closed her eyes and screamed, but her shriek couldn’t escape the confines of the small bathroom.

She swung the bamboo sword around in the cramped space, not seeing that the ghost beings in the room were all avoiding the sword.

If she had been calm enough, the bamboo sword would have been able to protect her safety in such conditions, but she was just waving it around wildly, unable to harm any of the ghost beings.

However, even if she hadn’t been holding the bamboo sword, her life wouldn’t have been in danger.

The ghosts in the house had been eyeing the Jiang family for over a month, but they were still alive, not because the entities didn’t want to act, but because they couldn’t.

If it had been possible, they would have been torn to pieces on the very first day the family moved into the villa.

The Jiang family let Jiao Xinlei go to the bathroom alone because they knew that she would, at most, be terrified.

Jiao Xinlei was utterly terrified, and she kept swinging the bamboo sword. After a while, she grew tired from the swinging, and it seemed that the terrifying sounds from outside had stopped, so she did too.

She cautiously opened her eyes, fearing that she might see something horrifying the moment she did.

From all the horror movies she had seen, opening her eyes in such a situation could mean coming face-to-face with a frightening face, so she was prepared.

But to her surprise, she saw nothing, all the previous anomalies had disappeared, leaving only a messy bathroom ravaged by her bamboo sword.

By now, she no longer felt the urge to relieve herself; if that thing hadn’t been scared out, it was normally scared back in...

So Jiao Xinlei quickly opened the bathroom door and stepped out, only to widen her eyes at the sight before her.

In her eyes, the world had changed!