Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 907 Talking to oneself

He Lingling and Xu Han quickly reached the cover. Xu Han whispered, "She followed us... but she doesn't seem very willing to talk, she just keeps urging us..."

He Lingling nodded, gesturing for them to come in and rest.

She stepped forward, stopping at the boundary between light and darkness, and tried to soften her voice:

"Thank you for coming. We... mean no harm. We just wanted to ask, what do you know about this place, about the old field mouse, about... other 'Thumbelinas' like you? What can we do?"

The figure in the shadows seemed to tremble slightly.

No matter how long they work, it will be a long time before they get a close look at this area.

He Lingling wasn't in a hurry, so she just stood there and waited for the other person to "walk over" on their own.

After a long silence, a hoarse, dry voice, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time, finally escaped from the woman's open throat:

"Go...go quickly..."

"Leave...the cave..."

“It…is watching…everyone…everyone is watching everyone…everyone is looking at me…everyone has seen it…you can’t, you can’t continue to really do it to her…”

The female ghost, also known as "Thumbelina," suddenly became filled with fear and urgency, even starting to incoherently grab her own hair and pull it forcefully.

"Who's watching? The old field mouse? Or those claws?" He Lingling asked, frowning.

"They...they all have..."

The woman's figure seemed to fade as she returned home. She endured the pain and collapsed, trying her best to answer He Lingling's questions.

“Eaten...everyone was eaten...the disobedient...the disobedient children...the naughty children will definitely...definitely all be eaten...bones...bracelets..."

"Thumbelina" suddenly mentioned the bracelet!

He Lingling's spirits lifted suddenly, and she asked calmly, "Are they those straw bracelets? Whose are they? Are they yours... or... someone else's?"

Upon hearing this, the female ghost suddenly raised her head!

The candlelight inside the cave was dim, but it was still enough to make out the face of the "female ghost" that had suddenly appeared.

Her thick, long black hair slid back, revealing her face—pale, swollen, with two deep, dark holes in her eyes, which were completely empty except for thick, murky liquid… But the features of that face were vaguely similar to Thumbelina, who was sleeping soundly on the bed in the room, only she looked more distorted and pained.

They were right after all.

Even if the "female ghost" isn't "Thumbelina," it's still inextricably linked to her.

The five people exchanged surprised glances but remained silent.

“Mine…is mine…but not mine…it belongs to ‘us’…”

Upon hearing He Lingling's question, the female ghost's empty "gaze" seemed to fall on He Lingling, yet it also seemed to pass through her, looking towards a more distant past, with a strange twist.

"It was me... I finished weaving it... I wanted to give it to... the swallow that could take me away... But... but the swallow can't take me away either... It's still here, it's lying to me too... It's lying to me too..."

The female ghost suddenly clutched her head as she spoke, letting out a suppressed, painful sob:

"No...everyone's here, they're all lying to me...there aren't any flowers at all...only Grandma Field Mouse urging me on...it hurts so much...it's so cold...I don't want to get married...I don't want to get married...I don't want to, I don't want to marry a mole..."

As he began to mutter more and more to himself, Thumb's emotions started to spiral out of control, and his figure trembled violently. In that instant, the temperature around the cave seemed to drop.

The scratching sounds on the corridor walls suddenly became clearer and much closer at that moment.

Beneath the strip of cloth on Yu Shijiu's left arm, the hairs stood on end, the itching turning into a burning pain. He groaned softly, puzzled, and asked:

"Her emotions were fluctuating quite a bit; it seemed like those 'claws' could sense her emotions."