Paintings of Terror - C.286: The Invasion of Blood

The sofa that everyone had just moved was blocking the door. The light from Ke Xun’s phone fell on the floor next to the sofa, and the bright light clearly illuminated the cracks and textures of the dark yellow wooden floor, where microorganisms and dust in the air danced chaotically in the light.

And on this floor, a pool of thick, murky black blood slowly seeped in from the tiny gap under the door behind the sofa. It gathered more and more until the bloodstain gradually coalesced on the floor, forming a stain resembling a human face. 4FZhzn

The face formed by this bloodstain had a large, gaping mouth. Due to the winding of the bloodstain, it was impossible to tell whether the expression was a smile, a cry, or a scream of agony.

“Damn!” Ke Xun was startled, not expecting that while the door and windows could block the human skins but not the blood. Blood could still seep in as long as there was a small gap.

Ke Xun reacted quickly, grabbing a cushion from the sofa and throwing it onto the blood face on the floor, then stomping on it fiercely.

Everyone: “…” 5je9ni

“Watch out for the window seams,” Mu Yiran reminded everyone. Wei Dong and Fang Fei, who were closest to the window, immediately went to check the seams and saw thin streams of blood beginning to seep into the room. Without hesitation, they tore down the curtains, bunched them up, and quickly wiped away the bloodstains.

Wu You, He Tang, and Gu Qingqing went up to help, while Mu Yiran reminded again, “Be careful, do not touch these bloodstains with your skin, just in case. The curtains will soon be soaked with blood, don’t use them for too long.”

“This won’t do. The curtains and cushions will eventually be soaked with blood,” Shao Ling said, “and we don’t have many things we can use!”

“Our clothes can hold out for a while!” Ke Xun said. 19lWPs

Shao Ling: “…” You trying to trick me into taking off my clothes again.

“We need to come up with a solution quickly. Xiao Kai’s condition is not good…” Qin Ci and Tian Yang had been supporting Xiao Kai, who was still vomiting. His whole body was bent over like a hunched shrimp, vomiting up and down. He looked like he was almost out of breath.

Tian Yang patted his back while looking anxiously and blankly at Ke Xun.

But Ke Xun didn’t pay attention at all to him, still stomping on the cushion and rubbing it on the floor with all his might. As the bloodstains were wiped away, they quickly gathered again, forming a weird and twisted face each time. As the blood seeped in faster and faster, the bloodstain gradually formed the neck and upper limbs of a person. One arm stretched forward desperately, fingers flexing, as if trying to grab Ke Xun’s ankle. GKfoay

“Everyone, get on the coffee table!” Mu Yiran raised his voice.

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