Chapter 500: 500 Who Are You?

500 Who are You?

"Find a smiling version of myself in the mirror? But I have never laughed before, so the mission wants me to find the real ghost among the many mirrors?" He looked around. The dark clinic was filled with an anxious presence. The people in the mirrors felt like they could turn around at any moment. Yan Tang and Ironman had not seen this before. The two men stopped at the door and didn't dare to get in. In contrast, Auntie Lee walked to Han Fei's side. Compared to ghosts, she wanted to see her husband more. 20 years of searching, she just wanted a result. Even if he had become a ghost, she wanted to see him.

"The voice that called me is here. Would he be hiding in one of the mirrors?" Auntie Lee was the first to walk into the clinic. She strode through the mirrors. She couldn't recognize anyone.

"Come on." Han Fei waved at the two men. He carried the urn and slowly moved forward. Han Fei's palms were chilled by the urn. The ghosts inside the urn sensed something extremely dangerous here. Auntie Lee looked through the mirror one by one. Han Fei followed closely behind her. The group moved through the silent clinic quickly, their reflections also showed in the mirrors.

"Did you guys hear that?" Ironman who walked at the back commented. "I hear someone calling us to go in but they didn't say where." Ironman's voice shook as he took in the mirrors around him. "Do you think it was the people inside the mirror telling us to go into the mirrors?"

"Don't scare yourself. The more you worry about something, the more likely it's going to happen." Yan Tang took a deep breath. He was highly alert because if he was careless, his Daydream talent would make his fear a reality.

"Understood." Ironman picked up his pace. He followed closely behind Yan Tang. After they all entered the clinic, the front door closed. Their shadows fell on the ground. Then there was a cat screaming. Then one of the mirrors started to bleed from the bottom. The blood dripped on the ground. Tiny hands reached out to use the blood on the ground to draw small stick figures.

"Not him, not him too..." Auntie Lee's talent was triggered. She studied the people in the mirrors and she became more anxious. She looked through the mirrors to locate a specific person inside a dark clinic. This was terrifying for Auntie Lee. "Big Sister, are you sure you can't tell his location?" Han Fei pressed on Auntie Lee's shoulders. "Whenever you look at a mirror, the people inside the mirror would look back at you too. You are looking for him but they might be looking for you too."

Auntie Lee didn't notice how strange she was acting but Han Fei did. He felt something had been taken from Auntie Lee by the mirrors. But he couldn't pinpoint what. He just felt like Auntie Lee became different after she entered the clinic. She was the same person but she became different after she looked through the mirrors.

"I..." The auntie was gasping for air. She pointed at her ears. "He is here. I can hear him. He is close."

They pushed open one of the doors. The doctor's table was filled with gauzes, a stethoscope, a blood pressure reader, and other medical tools. The strange thing was, at the place where the doctor should sit was a mirror instead. There was a doctor in a white coat standing inside the mirror. Like the rest, he stood facing away from the mirror. But different from the others, there were shoeprints around the doctor. Comparing the doctor's leather shoes and the shoeprints, they could confirm that the shoeprints were the doctor's. He appeared to have walked out the mirror before.

"Sister, is this doctor your husband?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes. An inexplicable feeling rose in his heart. It was a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

"The back looks like him." Auntie Lee stood right in front of the mirror, she was practically leaning into it.

"Is it? Is it really him?" The room was small and it was already occupied by a few mirrors so after Han Fei and Auntie Lee went inside, the other 2 players had to stay outside on the corridor. Yan Tang kept taking deep breaths so that his mind wouldn't wander. Ironman stuck close to Yan Tang, he was very afraid. He could at least see the monsters at the hotel but it was completely different at the clinic. The yin energy soaked into his every fiber. The strange feeling could make a person go crazy. His eyes wandered over the mirrors. Ironman's gaze slowly moved back to the entrance of the clinic, he noticed that the door had been closed and a mirror was placed there. The man was standing facing away from Ironman and he wore a dead people's funeral clothes.

Ironman rubbed his eyes. Then he remembered there was no mirror at the entrance! So the man was not a reflection!

Ironman's legs weakened. He grabbed Yan Tang's arm. "Look at the door!"

Yan Tang who had been adjusting his breath to keep calm turned around. There was nothing at the door but that it had been closed. "What is it?" Yan Tang removed Ironman's grasp on his arm. "Don't scare me because if my talent gets triggered, it'll be bad for all of us."

"There was a man in funeral clothes standing facing away from us at the door so I thought he was a reflection in a mirror." Ironman wiped away his cold sweat. "Trust me, I really did see it."

Turning around, Ironman was going to persuade Yan Tang further when he saw the mirror behind him from the corner of his eyes. His eyes froze because he noticed a man in funeral clothes standing inside the mirror. The man was just standing behind him!

Ironman fell to the ground and he knocked over the mirror. The sound startled everyone inside the building. Not only Han Fei's group, but even the figures inside the mirror also trembled from shock.

"What's wrong?" Hearing that, Han Fei quickly rushed out of the examination room.

"He... he was standing at the door earlier." Ironman pointed at the mirror beside him. He stammered and his face paled.

"You mean the man inside the mirror has walked out?" Han Fei grasped the situation immediately. He looked at the mirror shards on the ground and took out Rest in Peace. "He was from this mirror?"

"Yes." Ironman nodded.

"Get back." Han Fei raised the blade made from humanity and aimed it at the mirror where the man in the funeral wear inhabited. The mirror cracked and shattered.

"Is the man dead?" Ironman looked at the other mirrors, he was very afraid.

"He should still be inside the mirrors." Rest in Peace didn't make any kill. Han Fei frowned. He bent down to pick up the mirror shards and placed them inside the urn. The man in the funeral clothing should hope that he had already left that mirror or he'd be in for a crazy night.

'Sadly Mirror God is not here because he needs to look after the altar.' Han Fei's group appeared to awaken something at the clinic after making 2 shattering sounds. They heard footsteps coming from above them. It sounded like a crying woman running down the corridor. The cries sounded harrowing, it sounded like the woman was looking for something.

"Be careful." Han Fei hugged the urn and returned to the examination room. The situation with Auntie Lee was not optimistic. Her face was sticking to the mirror and she murmured a name, but the doctor in the mirror didn't seem like he was going to turn around. "It's not him..."

Several minutes later, Auntie Lee stood before the mirror and shook her head. "The voice comes from a deeper place."

The clinic was not that large. Other than the examination rooms, storeroom, and therapy room, there was an office at the deepest end of the 2nd floor. Other than that, the clinic was also connected to the apartments. The path that led to the office also led to the apartments. Auntie Lee checked all the mirrors at the clinic and failed to find her husband. The voice called her to go towards the apartments.

"The apartments feel like it is the clinic's wards. The people trapped in the mirrors are most likely once tenants at the apartments." After Yan Tang shared his thoughts, he quickly closed his mouth.

"Then what should we do now?" Ironman was really afraid. He just wanted to leave. He felt that the man in the funeral clothes was still around.

"Since we're already here, we better press forward." Han Fei also wanted to meet Auntie Lee's husband. Plus he needed to complete the mission. Grade F Hidden Mission often rewarded rare talent or item, either was useful to him.

"Thank you, after leaving the game, I will repay you." Auntie Lee was very sorry because they wouldn't be there because of her.

"It's alright, I can understand your feeling." Han Fei patted the auntie's shoulder. "I've been searching for my family too. If I have their news, I would do anything to find them too." Hearing Han Fei, Auntie Lee didn't know what to say. She was very thankful but felt sad for Han Fei too. The group of 4 didn't stop and entered the corridor that led to the apartments. The corridor joining the 2 places was only several meters long but passing it felt like one had passed to a different world, a mirror world.

Water kept dripping. The old building reeked of mold. Auntie Lee who walked ahead suddenly stopped. She looked around with lost eyes. "Sister, why did you stop?"

"The voice is at this building but I can't tell where it comes from." Auntie Lee touched the yellowed walls. "Haven't we been here? Don't you feel this place is quite familiar?"

"No, I just feel uncomfortable here." Ironman and Yan Tang shook their heads.

"Calm down, we have time, we'll look through all the rooms." Han Fei wanted to complete his mission so he needed to look at more mirrors. "There should be only 1 scary ghost here, don't be blinded by fear." Han Fei noticed that the tenants of the old apartments didn't lock their doors at night. Outsiders could go in and out freely.

"There are a lot fewer mirrors here. It's quite normal-looking here." Han Fei and the auntie entered the first room. Yan Tang followed but Ironman who stayed outside the door was worried. He turned to look at the clinic filled with mirrors. The figures inside the mirrors appeared to have just turned around again. "This place is too strange." Ironman shivered. He rushed into the room. He missed Shen Luo dearly. When Brother Luo was around, all the ghosts would target him first.

The room appeared to be occupied. There was still laundry on the balcony, unfinished homework on the table and the signal of the television was still blinking. Entering the bedroom, the wedding portrait on the wall was slashed. The white wedding dress was ruined with paint. It wrote—Who are you?

"There's blood here." Han Fei used his finger to pick at the bloodstains between the tiles. "The scab is thick and the splatter is uneven. The victim should be lying on this side of the bed when someone cut his artery. He wanted to escape but the killer chased after him. They moved from the bed to the bedroom door. The bloodstains had been cleaned but the job is very unprofessional."

Han Fei walked to the vanity table and sat down. He realized with a shock that there was no one standing facing away from him in the mirror. The mirror reflected Han Fei's image. This appeared to be a normal mirror. Han Fei tried to smile at the mirror as he picked up the cosmetic on the table. The lipstick had been snapped. The bottles had scratches. They looked like knife marks.

"Brother Youfu! Look at this!" Since the television was not closed, Yan Tang found the remote and switched it on. Han Fei rushed back to the living room. Inside the television, there was a woman who stood before the vanity table inside the bedroom. The woman was in her pajama and she held a knife. She looked at the mirror and demanded repeatedly, "Who are you?"