My Cell Prison
Chapter 1521 - 1519 Opening

Chapter 1521: Chapter 1519 Opening

"Participants, please prepare. The event is about to begin."

One minute remaining

Due to a prohibition on all forms of confrontation during the early stages of the event (two hours), the killer teams maintained a certain distance, each choosing a separate villa that seemed likely to hide the "Box of Resentment".

Even if multiple teams chose the same house, they would compromise based on the intensity of the aura.

Most of the stronger teams initially chose either luxurious, old, or specially marked houses.

Han Dong’s choice was a relatively common, Japanese-style standalone house.

"Nicholas, why did we choose this place?

With your reputation, you could have selected buildings that appeared more special.

Aside from the trio just now, other teams would probably let you have your choice."

"Appearing special on the outside doesn’t necessarily mean special inside. As I mentioned before, an event carefully planned by the Ladybug Organization is never about luck... Every building’s inherent meaning isn’t much different.

Moreover, this Japanese-style house should be quite interesting.

It looks exactly like the horror movies I’ve watched."

"Horror movies? What are those?"

Wearing the goat mask, Sally tilted her head. It was the first time she’d heard of such a term.

"Uh... Basically, it’s a dramatic event recorded by some electronic technology means, which you can retrieve and watch repeatedly."

Sally gently tapped her own head.

"Brain play?

We often engage in such entertainment activities, like putting two Black Goats into a certain-death forbidden area, and after their death, collecting brain cells to extract and repeatedly view the memory scenes of this experience."

"That’s... still a bit different~ If there’s a chance, I’ll take you to see a movie."

"Sure."

Han Dong refocused his attention on the building, almost identical to the cursed house in Ju-On.

[Time’s up]

Buzz!

A ripple-like black circle spread outward from the center of the street,

reaching the edge of the event area, instantly rising to form a hemispherical black curtain for complete isolation from the outside world.

The [Black Curtain] would only retract on its own when killers met the event’s requirements, preventing participants trapped inside from leaving by any means.

Han Dong immediately looked at his information bracelet, which displayed only a ladybug symbol.

Since it was a fully random mode, they didn’t know how many minutes later it would change, nor how many ladybugs it would become.

"Sally, let’s go! Find the safehouse quickly."

As they stepped through the front door, they felt a strange chill exuding from between the floorboards, drilling into their feet like worms,

and a sense of being watched emanated from every corner of the house,

Even so, Han Dong made a decision—"split up."

"The building is divided vertically into a first floor, second floor, and attic... I’ll take the first floor, Sally, you take the second, and Count, you check out the attic. Inform us at once if you find anything.

The main task is to search for the safehouse."

Han Dong immediately released the "Lester Caregiver’s Right Arm," which was compatible with blood and flesh abilities, allowing the Count to transform into an independent entity and distance himself.

"Hey! Why do I feel there’s a problem with that [attic]?"

"Why don’t we switch?

You take care of the first floor, and I’ll go to the attic... but let me clarify, if you don’t find the safehouse, it’s all your responsibility."

"Tch~ Leave the hard work to you, then. I’ll check out the attic."

The Count wagged its tail and was the first to walk up the indoor staircase to the second floor.

As the Count rounded the stairway landing... thud, thud, thud~

A worn-out little ball appeared at the stairwell, rolling down the stairs, about to bump into the Count.

"This is!"

The Count fearlessly, unfazed by the rolling ball, even revealed part of its signature canine teeth.

Thud! Thud!

When the ball got close, the Count opened its drooling fangs wide and chomped down.

But unexpectedly.

At the moment of biting down, the ball turned into a terrifying woman’s head before the Count,

amidst tangled black hair, opened a mouth full of knife-cut marks, biting back at the Count... black water of corruption pouring from the throat.

Caught off guard by simultaneous biting, neither could stop their jaws.

One bit horizontally, the other vertically, perfectly fitting together... Rather than biting, it was more like a perfect fit.

Filthy black water gushed into the Count’s mouth from the woman’s throat.

"Ugh!"

The Count exerted force, tearing the other apart.

With a sharp pop! The ball exploded,

The crisp and loud sound drew Han Dong’s attention from downstairs and Sally’s from the steps, both looked at the stair corner.

Seeing the Count with a punctured ball in its mouth, covered with gooey black liquid.

Expecting to be ruthlessly mocked by Han Dong,

Surprisingly, Han Dong quickly rushed forward to check that the black liquid was harmless, relieved it was just a rotten-smelling common liquid.

"Be careful, even ’one ladybug’ shouldn’t be underestimated..."

"Oh... Come on! You can trust the Count to handle things."

After this incident, the Count became serious, with a slight change in attitude as well.

Han Dong descended the stairs and whispered into Sally’s ear as he passed:

"In the movies I’ve seen, the monster in this kind of building hides in the [attic]. If you hear the Count’s screams or sense something wrong later, be sure to help him."

"Okay."

After this little episode, Han Dong began searching the first floor.

Such Japanese houses use "paper doors" as partitions.

From the entrance to the largest living area.

The warm table was piled with food long since rotten and smelly,

zzzz~ An old television was on, and without signal, displaying static snowy dots.

Han Dong’s gaze was drawn to the [garden] outside the room,

An ancient Crooked Neck Tree stood in the garden, with a strange white rope tied in a circle on it, as if someone had hanged themselves there.

When Han Dong looked at the rope, a strong ’suicidal urge’ spontaneously grew in his mind, driving his body to step forward.

Stepping out of the living room, into the weed-filled courtyard, step by step approaching the Crooked Neck Tree... reaching the lower end of the strange white rope.

Somehow, a huge stone block appeared that could be stepped on.

Without hesitation, Han Dong stepped on it.

However...

Han Dong didn’t slip his head into the loop, just lightly touched the rope with his hand.

"So nostalgic... This is exactly what I saw the first time I entered the city."

With some brain functions unlocked, Han Dong wasn’t affected by such mental inducement, directly removing the white rope from the branches, and slipping it into his pocket.

’Obtained a clue item - "Hanging Rope"’