Hell's Handbook

Chapter 337

Hiding under the bed, huh, Su Jin laughed sadly to himself. It was a common scene in horror movies, but it was also something that affected a lot of people. That was why so many horror movies continued using this trope.

Su Jin stuck his head out and slowly bent over as he used one hand to pull up the bedsheet. But just when he was about to look under the bed, that feeling of exhaustion overwhelmed him again. His arm went limp, and he lost consciousness yet again.

When he woke up, he was still lying on the bed, but he was on his side and there was something leaning against his back.

Is it here? Su Jin wasnt afraid of spirits, but if a spirit really appeared at this point in time to kill him, he wasnt really able to defend himself in this state. At the same time, trying to dodge his attacker wasnt going to do him any good.

So, he clenched his teeth and turned around. He froze when he realized that the thing leaning against him was a spirit, but Ning Ran.

Ning Ran didnt have any clothes on either, but Su Jin was in no mood to enjoy the scenery, because her neck was completely twisted and she was bleeding from every orifice. She was clearly dead.

Su Jins lips twitched, but he didnt know what to say. He was a little dejected because he had promised to protect Ning Ran, yet she had died before he even had the chance to save her.

Im sorry Im really sorry sighed Su Jin. He looked at Ning Rans angry, bulging eyes and felt like she was demanding to know why he had failed to protect her despite promising to do so.

He reached out to shut her eyes, since dying with ones eyes open was usually a sign of a wrongful death, a death filled with regrets and helplessness.

But just when he stretched his arm out, Ning Rans hand suddenly shot up and grabbed hold of his hand. He got a shock and was about to shake her hand off when exhaustion hit him again. He quickly tried to bite his tongue, but before he could clamp his teeth down, he lost consciousness.

Just like the last few times, Su Jin woke up in the same bedroom. But this time, he wasnt on the bed. He was leaning against the wall, and two dead bodies lay on the bed. They were Ning Ran and Qian Yingying.

But Su Jin ignored their presence. He put a finger in his mouth and bit down hard on it. He wanted to use the pain to make sure he woke up from his dream. He realized that each time he fell asleep, his dreams only became worse. If he couldnt pull himself out from his dreams, he might get stuck inside forever.

Blood flowed down his chin and the pain he felt was probably the only real sensation he had. When the exhaustion started attacking him again, he bit himself even harder, as though he was going to bite his flesh off. The pain did help him to fend off the exhaustion.

He wasnt sure how much time had passed, but he was certain that the exhaustion was slowly disappearing. By the time it disappeared, the wound on his finger disappeared too. He looked at the bed to see Ning Ran sitting on it. She stared straight at him, then pounced toward him.

Su Jin was happy inside, because this meant that he had gone back to the previous dream. He had been consumed by his dream earlier and had not realized that it was just a dream at first. The Ning Ran who died in his dream wasnt the same person in reality!

But you could hardly blame Su Jin. People usually lost the ability to think logically in a dream, and certain circumstances could even make the person completely forget how the world truly worked, and they would get lost in their dreamworld.

Ning Ran grabbed hold of Su Jins neck, but he ignored her completely. When exhaustion hit again, he bit his tongue really hard, which hurt even more than when he bit his finger. After a while, the pain disappeared, and the dead Ning Ran was gone from the room too.

But Su Jin kept his eye on the bottom of the bed. Based on the order of his dreams, there had to be something under the bed.

He ran over and flipped the bed over, instead of just pulling the sheets aside. He was determined to face whatever was there head-on.

After flipping the bed aside, he saw that there was neither person nor ghost underneath, and only a blood-red piece of cloth. He picked it up to take a closer look, only for exhaustion to strike him again. He quickly tried to bite his tongue, but he was too slow this time, so he lost consciousness again.

When he woke up again, Ning Rans eyes appeared in front of him. Her hands were still around Su Jins neck, trying to strangle him as though she had lost her mind.

If I manage to hold up against the exhaustion, the dreams will move toward consciousness. But if I cant, Ill fall into yet another dream. Su Jin finally understood what was going on now. He pushed Ning Ran aside, then ignored her and waited for the feeling of exhaustion to hit him.

The moment he felt it, he stuffed his arm into his mouth and bit down hard. This time, he endured the feeling of tiredness and returned to the previous dream. The bed was overturned, just like how he had left it.

Su Jin picked up the piece of red cloth and noticed some black words on it. After touching it, he realized that these werent words written in black ink, but someone had written something on the cloth with their own blood. The blood had dried up, so it looked black against the red cloth.

He put it against the light to take a closer look and realized that most of it was actually a drawing of three people, two larger and one smaller, like a family photo. But when he tried to look at the words, exhaustion hit and he quickly bit his tongue to overcome it.

Perspiration began pouring down his forehead as the exhaustion weighed more and more heavily on him. Just when he thought he was not going to make it, the pain finally disappeared.

Phew! Su Jin panted heavily. He noticed that the nearer to consciousness he went, the harder it became to overcome the exhaustion.

He looked around him, and based on what he was actually wearing, he was sure he had returned to the second dream. He overturned the bed to look for the red cloth, since he didnt get to read what was on it earlier, but there was nothing under the bed.

Does it only appear in the third one? Su Jin sighed. It wasnt hard to return to the third dream, but it was going to be very difficult to get out of it if he did that.

With that thought, he felt the exhaustion hit him yet again. He bit his tongue with all his might, as though it didnt belong to him. His tongue bled like crazy as he struggled to fight the exhaustion. And just when he was about to give in, the pain in his tongue disappeared. He was back in the first dream.

The second dream was almost impossible to overcome, so how am I going to cope with the first one? Su Jin was rather frustrated. If he couldnt hold up against the exhaustion of this first layer of dreams, all his earlier efforts would go to waste.

He proceeded to pull a stool apart, then pulled out the nails from the bedframe. He drove the nails into one leg of the stool such that the sharp tip stuck out. Then, he hit himself with the stool leg of nails, which made him wince in pain. He was sure the pain was sufficient to get him through this dream. And when he pulled the leg out, the pain doubled.

Just then, exhaustion began to attack him once more.