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Bang!

The door closed automatically behind Karan.

She turned around and saw the "082" sign on it.

There is a whole corridor with no end in sight, and there are doors like this on both sides.

Karan had goosebumps all over his body.

Both she and I knew that she was now standing in the sealed corridor in the association, in a different space that she was very familiar with.

Click... click... click...

Doors opened at this time.

Squeak—squeak—squeak—

Each door opened slowly, revealing a small crack.

Karan's eyes widened and he felt the cold air leaking from the door next to him.

"No...no!" Karan's ability suddenly burst out, and the flames swept through the corridor and enveloped Karan.

"Wahahahahaha!" The maniacal laughter approached like a gust of wind, and it seemed like a real gust of wind blew away the flames. A pale, terrifying face suddenly approached Karan.

"Ahhhhhh!" Karan wailed, feeling something invaded her body and tearing her soul to pieces.

"Huh..." I let out a big breath, opened my eyes, and found that it was completely dawn.

It's dawn and the dream is over.

That Exorcist Association...

Thinking of this, I touched the mobile phone at hand.

Wu Ling was a little surprised that I called again, and thought I remembered some details that I had forgotten. After I finished talking about the dream I just experienced, Wu Ling on the other end of the phone fell silent.

"You mean..." Wu Ling considered his words, "The entire Exorcist Association...is gone?"

"Yes." I answered in the affirmative.

"Are you sure what you saw is the real reality and what happened? Or is it maybe part of the illusion?" Wu Ling asked again.

I thought about it and recalled carefully, "It shouldn't be a fantasy. It's real. The girl died first, and then Karan contacted the association headquarters and heard that sound, and then, she herself was captured."

I don’t know if anyone else in the association is dead, but Karan is definitely dead.

Maybe even the soul no longer exists.

"The number of rooms in that space is one hundred and seven?" Wu Ling asked another question.

This is what I care about too.

I gave Wu Ling a positive answer.

Wu Ling asked the name of the ability user again. I also wrote this down.

Wu Ling ended the call and went to check on Karan and the Exorcist Association.

I put down my phone and sat quietly for a while, suddenly feeling a strong sense of absurdity.

In the two dreams, I first felt disgusted with the association's behavior, and then I felt that their internal fighting was extremely ridiculous. They had made so many calculations, but as a result, their abilities collapsed and the sealed thing escaped, killing them all. Even if they are completely destroyed, their vitality will be severely damaged.

All calculations came to nothing.

At the same time, it became empty, probably... there was still a dream.

That girl has a dream. Innocent, childish, and still retains the nature of a child.

Then... he died in the hands of his own toy...

As an adult, Wang Yan also died in the hands of his own toys.

When I thought of this, my nerves became tense and I quickly called Wu Ling again.

I thought about the real owners of those teddy bears. Lu Qiaolan is their real master! They will probably go to Lu Qiaolan!

I was originally looking forward to this kind of reunion, but after seeing such a cruel teddy bear, I have begun to worry about what might happen after they reunite.

Wu Ling was already prepared for this. She was already preparing to contact Lu Qiaolan.

After hanging up the phone, I was restless and could only wait for news from Wu Ling.

I can't just wait.

My own life goes on.

I changed clothes to go to work with some irritability. I passed a small store on the way and saw the small toys in the window, which made me feel scared.

I'm not afraid of these things. But then I realized that these toys are almost everywhere. What’s even more frightening is that the ones who have the most frequent contact with them are children, children who are undefended and don’t understand the danger!

I also saw many students on the morning rush hour.

Junior high school students and high school students will hang something on their schoolbags. I don't know if those little pendants are toys. On the same bus, two female students had the same stuffed bunny pendant hanging on their schoolbags. The rabbit is the size of an adult's hand. These kinds of pendants are often seen on the street recently. They are fluffy, colorful and look cute.

This cuteness has disappeared today.

I stared at the two rabbits for a long time.

The rabbit's glass eyes look crude and not as clear as those of the teddy bear.

The two female students moved their bodies slightly, and the two rabbits turned around and turned over, exposing their round backs to me. The plush tail on the butt looks like a nice touch.

No matter how you look at it, these are just cute gadgets.

I felt the eyes on me, and when I looked up, I found two girls staring at me. They quickly shifted their gaze and moved to the other side of the carriage.

I was probably considered a pervert.

As soon as they moved away, I lost sight of the two rabbits.

There should be no problem?

I had doubts, and after thinking for a while, I suddenly thought of my sister, who was not much older than the two girls, and called her.

My sister was a little slow in answering the phone, which made me nervous.

When the call was connected, I heard her hoarse voice, which was full of sleepiness.

"Do you have any toys around you? I remember you have a rag doll, right?" I asked straight to the point.

"What? Brother, what did you say so early in the morning?" My sister yawned, and I heard her turning over in bed.

"Doll. You have a doll, right?" I remember there was such a thing, or a human-shaped rag doll.

"Well, what kind of doll?" My sister was still confused.

"It's just a toy, a doll." I was a little anxious.

"Oh...um...cute doll?" my sister asked.

I didn't know what the doll was called, but when my sister said this, I remembered something, "It was given to you by your classmate. She bought you a doll when she came back from abroad. Is it that one?"

"Well, yes, it's called a cute doll." My sister replied, "What are you doing? Do you want to buy it as a gift? For your girlfriend?"

"Is that doll at home, or did you take it to school?" I asked next.

"At home. I keep that doll. If you want to give it away, buy another one yourself. There are agents online."

"It's not a gift. Okay, I understand." I breathed a sigh of relief.

None of the women around them liked this kind of toy. Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie probably wouldn't buy such a thing. Xue Jingyue... a girl who likes to play shooting shouldn't like this kind of toy, right? All I can think about is my sister’s doll.

The fat man and the thin man bought figurines when they were in college, but they were not avid fans in this area. I didn't tell them about Wang Yan, but I had already told them about Wang Yan's entrustment to Qingye before that. In that case, someone used the two-dimensional characters that Wang Yan and the others liked. That's when they became wary.

"Brother?" my sister called.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts just now that I forgot to hang up the phone. Before hanging up the phone, I hesitated again and again and reminded my sister, "Don't spend money on things like that."

"Are you an old man?" my sister complained.

"I care about you." I explained feebly.

"Hey, okay, I got it. I want to sleep for a while." My sister yawned and hung up the phone decisively.