Chapter 5

My breath hitched. My scalp tingled, every hair standing on end.

My neck felt rusted, but I mechanically turned my head to look at the person on my right.

She was a heavily pregnant woman, wearing a white maternity dress.

A pregnant woman, in white… She had to be good, right?

She *had* to be!

I was just about to ask her for help.

Then, a bizarre, lumpy shape began to press against her taut belly.

I saw a tiny fist push out, then a small foot, and slowly, a miniature face appeared on her stomach.

The scene suddenly became horrifying.

The baby inside her belly became violently agitated.

It tore through her round belly. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking her white dress a horrifying crimson.

A tiny, bloody, wrinkled baby crawled out from between her legs, dragging a long, slimy umbilical cord. It scrabbled across the floor, leaving a glistening trail of blood.

It was sickening. I felt bile rise in my throat.

She had turned into someone wearing red clothes.

And at that very moment, I was staring right at her.

**【4. Absolutely never trust people in red clothes. See red, look down. Avoid eye contact at all costs. They are devils, masters of manipulation.】**