Chapter 33: Fear of Sleeplessness
"The sleeping task requires that I start within five minutes, and the shower task requires that I finish before four in the morning. I have plenty of time to complete both tasks."
Han Fei had already made a plan in his mind: "Complete the sleeping task first. According to the task requirements, I can also meet the three-hour limit while completing the sleeping task. Then I can log off at any time."
"The shower mission requires going to the bathroom. It's hard to escape if you encounter a supernatural event in a narrow space, but I can log off at any time. If I really encounter something that exceeds my limit, I can just quit."
He did not accept the task without thinking, but considered it comprehensively.
The novice protection period has passed , and there is no telling what the outside world will be like. Instead of taking risks to accept new tasks, it is better to complete the novice tasks in this haunted house.
After all, in order to survive in this room, he had memorized nearly a hundred pages of case materials.
Time passed little by little, and Han Fei became busy in the room. He turned off all the lights, found the kitchen knife hidden under the pillow, and then took down the mop handle.
Frankly speaking, the kitchen knife is more of a psychological comfort for Han Fei. Even if he encounters a neighbor coming to visit, he will not use the kitchen knife. Only when the neighbor passes by and is unwilling to come in, he will take out the stick to provoke him, or to be more polite, to invite him.
In order to prevent theft, Han Fei deliberately did not close the door tightly, but left a small gap.
"If the ghost in the haunted house goes crazy, I will run outside. If there is a special neighbor outside and I can't beat him, I will run to the bedroom deepest in the haunted house."
After Han Fei was ready, he came to the bedroom near the living room. It was here that he had done his sleeping task last time.
"I failed last time because I was too panicked. I was so close to success, but I was too timid. This time must hold on for three hours. Only after I complete the sleeping task will I have enough room to maneuver for the bathing task."
Han Fei stared at the electronic clock on the wall, constantly giving himself psychological hints.
At 00:05, he lay down on the bed in the bedroom, completely covering himself with the quilt, leaving only a gap, and secretly observing the outside.
"During the last sleeping mission, the ghost in the bathroom appeared at 2:44."
" Today I started the mission at 00:05. If the ghost appears at 2:44 again, then I only need to delay for 21 minutes to complete the mission."
"It's a bit difficult, but not impossible. Compared to last time, I now have an additional passive exclusive skill - hide and seek. As long as I hide well, my presence will be reduced to a minimum."
The sleeping mission had already begun, and Han Fei was still quite confident: "Don't be too nervous in the first half hour. The key to this mission is the last half hour. But we can't be careless. The mission description says that the difficulty of the novice mission will increase slightly every time I fail. I must be prepared for any unexpected situations."
Hiding in the quilt, Han Fei held the handle of a kitchen knife in one hand and the mop handle in the other. His muscles were tense, like a wild leopard in hunting mode, with a serious expression and sharp eyes.
Who would have thought that just a few days ago, he had messy hair, a look of despair, and locked himself in his rental house, playing games day and night.
As the night deepened, the room became very quiet and the only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the electronic clock.
Han Fei calculated the time silently in his mind, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door lock. All his attention was focused on the bathroom.
But at 0:14, a creaking sound suddenly came from the quiet room.
"The bathroom door lock didn't move, the noise came from somewhere else!"
In the dead silent room, any sound was amplified. Han Fei carefully judged the source of the sound. His eyes moved away from the bathroom and moved slowly.
"That sounds like the sound of a door opening? The door hinges in this haunted house are severely rusted... only in the bedroom at the back of the house!"
Han Fei's slowly moving gaze stopped at the bedroom door. He saw half a child's face outside his door.
The child's features were blurred and he slowly poked his head into the bedroom.
Han Fei held his breath and dared not move.
The child looked into the house for a long time, then dragged his mutilated body past the door of Han Fei's bedroom.
"It's only 12:14 now. Isn't this too early?"
Han Fei could only see the living room and bathroom from his bedroom, but not the bedroom at the deepest part of the haunted house. He realized something had come out of that room only after he heard the sound of the door hinges.
"The bedroom at the deepest part of the haunted house is the most dangerous. The sleeping mission has changed. The ghost appeared earlier. But there is also good news. The ghost doesn't seem to be interested in me."
The child walked around in the living room and finally sat on the sofa. Han Fei could see the back of the child's head in the bedroom. He was now worried that the child's head would suddenly turn 180 degrees and face him.
The air in the room was filled with uneasiness. Han Fei hid under the quilt and didn't even dare to extend a finger.
"It doesn't matter, just hold on for two more hours."
The child sat on the sofa without moving until 0:44, when, without any warning, a woman with long hair passed by Han Fei's bedroom door and came into the living room .
"again?"
The woman's figure was also a little blurry. She picked up the TV remote control and sat silently next to the child.
Looking at the two ghosts lying on the sofa with their backs to him, Han Fei's hair stood on end. If they didn't turn their heads, Han Fei would be scared. If they turned their heads, Han Fei would probably be even more scared.
Time seemed to slow down, and every moment was so unbearable. Ever since the two ghosts sat on the sofa in the living room, Han Fei's posture had not changed. He didn't even dare to breathe too hard.
Tick, tick, tick…
The ticking sound of the electronic clock was gradually mixed with other sounds, as if drops of water were dripping.
At one minute and four minutes later, the kitchen door was pushed open. A woman with short hair stood at the door with her head down and a fruit knife in her hand. She seemed to be looking for something.
At 1:14, the sound of high heels walking was heard from the deepest bedroom.
At 2:44, the bathroom door lock began to vibrate slightly, and not long after, the door was opened a crack.
And in that gap, there was an eye looking at the bedroom where Han Fei was.
A pale arm stretched out from the bathroom, with sticky black hair sticking to the cheek. The man crawled out of the bathroom and disappeared from Han Fei's sight the next moment.
The temperature in the bedroom was slowly dropping. Han Fei clenched his teeth. He heard the sound of something rubbing against the bed sheets. He could vaguely see strands of black hair hanging down between the quilts, as if someone was squatting beside the bed, lowering his head and preparing to get into the quilt.
Han Fei covered his mouth and nose, his eyes fixed on the gap in the quilt. It was already 2:45 in the morning, and three hours were almost over.
The cold feeling pierced into his heart and lungs, and Han Fei's face turned purple. When he was about to lose control, someone turned on the TV in the living room.
A faint cold light shone into the room, and the coolness in the bedroom gradually disappeared.
Han Fei let go of his hand, and when he looked towards the living room again, there was another figure sitting on the sofa.
