Squeak-

The heavy door-pushing sound seemed particularly harsh inside the silent BSI headquarters.

As the collapsed door opened, Amanda clearly noticed the dull and resentful gazes cast by the spirits wandering around her.

Under these gazes, Amanda's heart was suddenly raised to the peak, trying to bite her lips and prevent the sound from making a sound in her mouth.

“…”

In this way, the silent atmosphere lasted for a long time.

Only then did these wandering spirits slowly turn their dull faces and return to the originally meaningless wandering.

Amanda unconsciously gave her a breath, pinched the Fool's Tarot card that was slightly wrinkled due to nervousness, and continued to walk towards the headquarters.

Pick, snap!

As the location of the [Spiritual Channel], the BSI headquarters is undoubtedly one of the most severely damaged areas.

Walking in the messy headquarters, Amanda could clearly see the dark red blood stains left in the corridor, the occasional body of a uniformed BSI agent and the lingering stench in the air.

Most of them died in the previous Candy Man incident.

With the outbreak in Washington, the emergency evacuated BSI had no time to collect the dead agents, allowing their bloody bodies to remain in the abandoned headquarters.

With his white fingers, Amanda stepped over a corpse that had rotten so much that he could not see.

Five minutes, ten minutes, or longer.

Walking in the empty and dead BSI headquarters, there was no reaction on the tarot card given by Spike.

Amanda gradually felt a little suspicious in her heart.

Could all this be just a self-indulgent idea? Perhaps the direction guided by the tarot card is not the headquarters at all.

Bang-

Inside the BSI headquarters.

Just as Amanda fell into self-doubt.

Suddenly, a sudden sound broke the silence.

Looking down the sound, a black shadow flashed from the office of the BSI headquarters.

Seeing the appearance of the black shadow, Amanda did not pursue it rashly.

On the contrary, she took out her pistol very carefully and held the necklace around her neck tightly.

After all, the bodies of agents all over the BSI headquarters have proved the danger here, not to mention that the entire Washington is no longer the same as before. The people left in this city are either crazy believers with distorted will, or spirits pouring into the real world from the [spiritual passage].

Especially in a severely affected area like BSI headquarters, Amanda does not think that he can be so "lucky" to meet so-called survivors in such an environment.

Holding your breath, walking carefully towards the direction where the black shadow appeared.

The place where the sound was made was the coffee room that originally belonged to the BSI headquarters. In the past, agents at the headquarters often entered it in the spare time to pour a cup of coffee to relieve the tense nerves. Before, Amanda also went in and out of the coffee inside many times when she was investigating the case.

But now.

As Washington is ravaged by a large number of spirits, the BSI headquarters has long turned into a mess, and the coffee shop has been abandoned for a long time.

Looking in through the glass door of the coffee room, there seems to be no difference in the situation in the coffee room and other places within the headquarters.

However, when Amanda was placing a coffee machine in the corner, she noticed a little different place.

Frowning his brows, he walked into the coffee room. Amanda reached out and touched the edge of the coffee machine. The warm feeling from the machine made her face look surprised.

The coffee machine has a temperature, which proves that the machine has been used not long ago, and has even just seen signs of being used.

Thinking of the noise he had just heard and the shadow he discovered, Amanda's expression became a little strange.

It is hard to imagine that in today's environment, there are still people hiding in the BSI headquarters to drink coffee.

With doubts and confusion in his heart, Amanda left the coffee room and chased in the direction where he had just seen the black shadow flash.

“…”

In a long and depressing atmosphere, Amanda came to a location that was extremely familiar to her.

The corner of the office belonging to the Media Squad.

Looking at this familiar place, Amanda's expression flashed slightly. She saw the messy files in Angela's position. On the flipped page, you could vaguely see the urban legend about the candy man recorded above.

And such an investigation has become the fuse for the destruction of the entire BSI headquarters.

Take a deep breath and hold the tarot card in your hand tightly.

Trying not to recall the investigation records of the headquarters' investigation into the death of agents including Angela, Amanda passed through the office aisle, and stopped in front of her office.

Standing in front of the office door, Amanda could vaguely hear the tiny sound coming from inside.

Hold your breath and hold your gun and tarot cards in your hand.

Amanda stretched out his right hand holding the tarot card and carefully grabbed the office handle and turned it around.

As the door handle rotated, Amanda's nerves also tensed up.

At the moment, she didn't know whether what appeared in the office was the clue guided by the tarot card or the trap waiting for her.

Amanda's heart flashed with thoughts about the future we welcomed behind the door.

However, in the real world, she had no choice but to have too many doubts.

Pull the door handle and push open the door.

Amanda immediately pointed the gun at the direction of the office.

"You're finally here, Amanda."

However, the scene inside made her nervous expression become confused in an instant.

At the desk, I picked up the coffee I pushed up with [Voodoo Doll] and took a sip.

Joey nodded to Amanda who was standing at the door and seemed to have expected her appearance.

"How many sugar cubes have you put?"

Then he smashed his mouth again, turned his head, and asked at the [voodoo doll] on the desk.

Faced with the problem of the fortune teller, the [voodoo doll] on the table tilted his head, then stretched out his fingerless wool arm and gestured at him, making a gesture of the number ‘three’.

"No wonder, the amount of sugar cube is too small. Does it taste so bitter?"

Seeing the figures of the gesture of [Voodoo Doll], the fortune teller shook his head and put the coffee cup in his hand back in front of [Voodoo Doll].

The latter immediately grabbed his trident about the same thickness as a toothpick, picked up a few pieces of candy cubes, threw them into the coffee, then reached into the trident and stirred it a few times, then put it away and raised his head and raised his eyes to aim at the fortune teller as he looked forward to it.
Chapter completed!