Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!

Chapter 382 - 376: Horror Doll House 24

Josh opened his eyes and stared at her, "Aren’t you going to sleep?"

Wu was about to cry, "I can’t sleep; that sound is so scary."

Josh: "Oh, there’s a kid playing with water inside. Do you want to go teach them a lesson?"

Wu was so frightened that her soul almost left her body and quickly shook her head, "No, no! I don’t dare..."

Josh shrugged, "Then you don’t need to go teach them, so what’s the use of staring all the time?"

Wu also knew she was doing a futile thing, but she just couldn’t help feeling extremely terrified...

Josh closed his eyes again but soon felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He opened his eyes helplessly, "What is it now?"

Wu suddenly gave a rigid smile, blood streaming from her eyes and nose, "Little sister, I’m so scared, can you hold me, please..."

Her voice was ethereal, as if it had its own reverb, sounding somber and unlike that of a living person.

Josh unexpectedly laughed, sat up in bed, and pulled Wu into his arms, ignoring her stiffness. He gently patted her head, speaking gently, "Alright, time to sleep, no more fuss, okay? Don’t be afraid, I’m here to keep you company~"

Wu stiffly looked up, her bones creaking, "Little sister, you’re so nice, stay with me forever..."

Josh laughed and twisted her head off her neck, holding it in his hands, "It’s so boring here, why don’t you come with me, and I’ll show you the big wide world~"

The head let out a scream and zipped away, disappearing from sight.

Josh smirked and lay back down, finally noticing the shivering Wu beside her.

Wu looked at her in terror, "You, you, you..."

Josh looked at her, "What’s wrong?"

Wu swallowed hard and stammered, "You were just talking to yourself, it looked so terrifying?"

Josh felt her face, "Terrifying?"

Wu nodded stiffly, "You looked like you were about to eat someone, so gloomy, even scarier than... than that receptionist."

Josh thoughtfully touched her cheek and looked towards the bathroom; so that’s why she looked so scary just now?

Tch... she was just trying to soothe a cranky little kid in the middle of the night.

Looks like she needs to work on her soothing skills.

She remembered her senior brothers and sisters used to soothe her this way, and she was quite well-behaved, wasn’t she?

Josh closed her eyes again.

Wu tugged at her sleeve again.

Even someone as patient as Josh was starting to get a bit impatient, "Wu, if you won’t sleep, go and make your bed on the floor."

Wu silently withdrew her hand, "I’m sorry... I’m just a little scared."

But after being scolded, she strangely felt a bit less scared.

This little sister with her frown was more intimidating than the horror dolls under the bed.

But she couldn’t hold it in: "I just wanted to say... there are two dolls pressing down on our blanket."

Josh opened her eyes and saw the dolls pressing down at the foot of the bed.

The dolls looked about 50 centimeters tall, one covered in blood and glaring hideously.

The other was covered in scars, looking particularly grotesque, with black smoke rising from it, as if it had been burning for a long time and had just been extinguished, still emitting flames and black smoke.

Josh raised an eyebrow and looked at the two little dolls, "Got a problem?"

The dolls suddenly let out a creepy laugh and fell forward, lying flat on the blanket and slowly crawling towards Josh and Wu.

Wu, scared to tears, backed away repeatedly.

Josh raised an eyebrow, "I’ll ask again, got a problem?"

"Sister, come play with us. We’re so bored and want to play games with you..."

The dolls’ shrill and tiny voices echoed, sounding exactly like the voices of two- or three-year-old children.

Josh raised her hand and slapped the two dolls into the corner, "Sorry, not interested."

The dolls smashed into the corner and disappeared instantly.

When the two looked again, a neatly arranged row of dolls had filled the foot of the bed.

One doll launched towards Wu’s face.

Wu didn’t have time to dodge and fainted from fright.

Josh raised an eyebrow, her hands covered in white gloves, as strands of spider silk whipped out. The dolls were flung away in unison, crashing harshly against the walls.

She dusted off the blanket, "Sorry, time to sleep."

Josh lay back down and closed her eyes.

The room fell silent, with only the slow rhythm of their breathing audible.

The night deepened, and the dripping sound from the bathroom began again.

A rustling sound drew nearer and nearer.

The scent of blood in the bedroom thickened.

Heavy breathing was close at hand.

Josh suddenly sprang into action, reaching forward to grab and choke the doll’s neck.

She slowly opened her eyes and revealed a smile even stranger than the doll’s, "Caught you~"

The doll let out a shriek, struggling violently in her grasp.

Those before had been illusions; this was the true form causing chaos in the room.

Josh held the doll’s neck, and this one was different from the previous ones.

It was covered in burn marks; the skin looked eerily real, with blood mixed with black ash flowing from the burns, very lifelike.

Its clothes were mostly burned away; what remained was tattered and stuck to its body, held together by congealed blood. Its hair was burned completely off, leaving a bald head like a little monk.

Even without hair, Josh could somewhat recognize from her beautiful features that this was a little girl.

The girl struggled violently, her eyes filled with anger and sharp agitation.

Josh activated her Super Sensing Skill.

She had been waiting for this moment; with the illusions gone and a real doll caught, her Super Sensing Skill could finally be put to use.

In an instant, feelings of despair and anger towards family filled her chest.

Josh, astonished, raised an eyebrow and released the doll.

The doll took advantage of the gap, using its hands like legs to jump off the bed, crawling quickly along the floor, disappearing in no time.

Its speed was almost like a limbless snake.

Josh touched the spot over her heart, frowning slightly.

This feeling was all too familiar to her...

Perhaps the doll was frightened and didn’t come out to cause more trouble.

Josh lay back down, her eyes closed, and let out a soft sigh. She put up a small barrier and went to sleep.

Half asleep, half awake, Josh seemed to drift back to her childhood, being taken to the Augustine family, and then being ruthlessly abandoned back on the Garbage Star.

The young Josh stood dazedly, watching the ship leave.

She obediently squatted where she was.

Her mother had said to wait there and not move; she would be back soon.

Josh believed her mother. Her mother said she would come back for her, so she surely would.

She had to be obedient, to be as well-behaved as Susanna, for her mother to like her.

Only then would her father and brothers also like her...