Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 13

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The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. These creatures feared her. Feared her enough to actively avoid her.

While Shen Huo was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed the face on the ceiling had moved.

Just a moment ago it was dull and expressionless—but now it was smiling. A creepy, knowing smile. And worse yet... it was getting closer.

The creature twisted its body grotesquely, lunging toward him—

Then suddenly, as if sensing something terrifying, it veered away and shot straight at Wu Tong instead.

Shen Huo's heart dropped.
He yelled, "Get away from there!"

But Wu Tong was a second too late.

The next instant—

Shen Huo felt his scalp go numb.

It wasn't his imagination.
That thing's face had dropped down from the ceiling—its neck elongating, thin and serpentine, wrapping around Wu Tong's waist and yanking her into the air.

Just like wild monkeys in the forest that easily drag people up into trees—only this time, the ceiling was its "tree."

Suddenly, the door burst open with a violent crash.

The wooden doorframe exploded into splinters, and the coffee table shattered into shards of glass.

"Shen Huo, help me!!"

Shen Huo stood frozen in shock.

He'd overlooked something crucial.

These things weren't just dangerous—they were smart. Calculating.

Wu Tong was the bait.

The lure meant to draw him in.

"Goddammit, what kind of bullshit is this," Shen Huo cursed as he took off, chasing after the trail.

But something in his peripheral vision made him pause—it felt like something was following him.

Yet whenever he turned around, there was nothing there.

Shit!

Shen Huo couldn't help but let out a sharp curse.

"Help me!!"

There was no time to worry about shadows now. He followed the voice down hallway after hallway.

But all he could hear was Wu Tong's cries—he couldn't see her anywhere.

There were smears of blood on the floor, a dragging trail.

She must've gotten hurt.

Then suddenly, Shen Huo felt a wave of intense malice coming from behind him.

He instinctively dodged to the side, pressing himself against the wall—

And came face to face with Ma Xi.

She was holding two kitchen knives, their edges still smeared with dark brown gunk—looked like animal flesh and skin.

Her white nightgown was stained with all sorts of grime. No telling where she'd been or what she'd touched.

But the most horrifying thing was her face.

Eyes rolled back so only the whites showed, her expression twisted into something truly inhuman. She walked on the balls of her feet, every movement twitchy and off.

She was clearly possessed.

Shen Huo called out to her—twice. No response. She just stood there.

But the moment he moved, Ma Xi's head jerked toward him at an unnatural angle. Then she lunged.

Like a maniac, she swung the knives wildly—Shen Huo barely dodged blow after blow.

And behind him, the creature hiding in the corner extended its long neck again, trying to snare him like it had done with Wu Tong.

Front was a madwoman with knives.
Back was a monster with a stretching neck.

Shen Huo was completely surrounded.

Just then, Shen Huo's eyes lit up.

A few steps behind Ma Xi, there was a corner. If he wasn't wrong, it had to be a staircase.

But—only if he wasn't wrong.

Shen Huo gritted his teeth. Whatever, if he was wrong, then so be it.

He seized the moment, slipped out from under Ma Xi's arm, and glided smoothly over to the stairwell—right at the entrance, he saw Wu Tong gasping for breath.

Wait, did those monkey-like things drag Wu Tong here?

"Wu Tong, you okay?"

"Not dead yet... cough, cough!"

Wu Tong replied and broke into a fit of coughing.

Shen Huo noticed she had a lot of scrapes on her, but nothing serious. A couple days of rest and she'd be fine.

She was okay for now—but who knew about later.

Because those things behind them had caught up.

Shen Huo grabbed a mop that had been shoved into the stairwell and jabbed it into Ma Xi's stomach to stop her from moving forward.

"Ahhh!"

Wu Tong saw Ma Xi holding a kitchen knife. A flash of lightning lit up the outside, and her twisted face was shown in full detail.

Wu Tong couldn't hold back her voice and screamed on instinct.

Shen Huo, the closest one to her, had his ears ringing.

"Hey, sis, hurting the enemy while nearly killing yourself—sound like a good plan to you? Can you chill and help out already?"

"S-sorry! I'm sorry!"

Wu Tong scrambled to grab a broom from the corner and stabbed it right into Ma Xi's face.

The broom reeked of rot and stank so bad, Ma Xi's whole face got covered in it.

Shen Huo's mouth twitched.

If Ma Xi ever got her mind back, she'd definitely lose it.

Still, gross as it was, it somehow worked like a charm on possessed people.

The next second, Ma Xi collapsed to the ground, her whole body convulsing. She foamed at the mouth, and something white and grainy started spilling out of her mouth.

Normally, stomach acid would've digested food by now—any rice she'd eaten should've already broken down.

So how was she throwing up whole, plump grains of rice?

That made him think of the bowl of uncooked rice Ma Xi had kicked over in the hallway.

Wu Tong held her nose and slowly approached Ma Xi. In the liquid, she saw white rice grains.

"Did Ma Xi sneak out for a midnight snack or something? Weird. Don't actors usually care a ton about their figure? They don't eat at night, right?"

"She didn't eat it. Something forced her to."

Right after Shen Huo said that, Wu Tong suddenly noticed a bunch of creepy things hanging overhead—like lanterns—dangling from the ceiling.

She froze.

Shen Huo caught the look on her face and followed her gaze upward.

The ceiling was full of long-necked, red-eyed monkey monsters.

When they realized Shen Huo and the others were trying to escape, their glowing red eyes lit up even more with excitement!

"Run!"

They dragged Ma Xi between them and dashed down the stairs.

But at the bottom, there was an iron door.

Wu Tong yanked on it hard, but it was like it had been welded shut. She pulled with all her strength, but it didn't budge an inch.

Shen Huo and Ma Xi pulled Wu Tong behind them, and the iron door quietly swung shut.

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