Xievian immediately looked back. His body reacted faster than his brain. He immediately grabbed his gun equipped with a silencer and shot the thing before it came out.
After firing three shots, he paused, listening for any movement from the coffin.
It moved once again.
This time Xievian packed his gun inside his bag and rushed towards the coffin and kicked the flat piece of rock covering the thing inside.
What greeted him was an arm. He grabbed his machete from his backpack and slashed it down onto the hand.
The machete did not sever the hand, but it did damage it. The thing inside seemed to feel no pain at all. Xievian continued chopping down anything that he could see coming out from the hole.
After a few minutes, the hand was chopped, the thing inside was finally visible. It was a barely recognizable rotten corpse. On its head was a circular piece of pulsating thing growing inside his forehead. It looks like a vein but at the same time, a tumor.
The moment Xievian saw it, his axe found a target. Without hesitation, he chopped down onto the disgusting circular object.
The moment it shattered, the corpse stopped moving.
Xievian panted, he looked at the tattered corpse and felt a bit guilty. Mind you, before this thing turned into a walking corpse, it was probably someone's loved one. But it's not like Xievian had any other choice.
After dealing with the danger, he glanced at his chat. He remembered that there were people watching him, but he lost control a bit of his action. Oh my, his account wasn't banned, right?!
Chat:
Fuck you: What was that. What's happening? Why did the front camera go black?
Animatronics: There was something behind the host a while ago. It seemed to be attacking him.
Yuyi: What's going on?
Behind: Something is attacking the host.
TuluD*CK: Fake.
Sisi: I could hear noises.
(More chats)
Xievian felt relieved that it was blocked. He doesn't want anyone to see his chaotic image.
The audience seemed to not feel bored despite the front camera suddenly turning black, if anything else, they felt a strong sense of dread as to what's happening.
After the fight, the camera turned back on. The battered corpse was censored to the point that it wasn't recognizable. The audience could see something was there but not sure what it is.
Xievian managed to catch his breath. "Oh dear, looks like someone doesn't like visiting their home, huh."
He looked at the few coffins on the wall and saw no movement. He hurriedly scanned the names that were visible and felt that finding where the woman was buried was a very challenging task.
He searched for the woman before on the internet, but there was no information. Now, Xievian is doing this task blindly, with no additional information.
"Where is she.. where is she..." He murmured as he scanned the names.
There are a lot of doors outside. Maybe he should check for something that looked more unique?
He got out of that room and ran like crazy to the hallway.
He said to the chat, "Guys, I'm looking for something unique or different from others, if you spot something, don't forget to mention it on the chat."
So with the help of the chat, Xievian managed to notice the unique doors. The first door was this one marked with a diamond. Xievian couldn't push it open despite the door looking very weak. With no other choice, he smashed the door down with his axe. But even though he almost used his full strength, he still couldn't open the door.
"Fuck! What's this door made of?!" Xievian rarely cursed, but this time, he couldn't help himself.
He also tried the other door that was marked with a square, triangle, and a circle. Still, like the door with the diamond mark, it wouldn't budge.
He gave up and continued searching. If he still hasn't found anything despite searching for an hour, he'll smash all the ordinary doors down for clues.
The only thing that he is thankful for is that the headstones on the ground are just urns. Probably because it is the second floor and they can't dig. That lessens the number of corpses that might chase him later.
After touring half of the second floor, he found a strange statue of an angel. On its sword was an outline of a square, the exact same size as the one on the door.
Should he take it? What if taking it and opening the door would make things worse? In this case, there's nothing else he could do. It's not like he's here to do sightseeing.
He took out a small pocket knife and tried to pry off the small square outline.
The angel's pose was that he was using the sword in his right hand as a cane while his left hand, also carrying a sword, was lifted just like in the middle of the motion of chopping someone.
Chat:
Lilith: Host be careful!
Licha'sWife: Ahhhhhhhh!
Munn: FUCK FUCK FUCK!
Crackerstasteshit: F***! Dodge.
Even without looking at the live chat, Xievian noticed something. He looked up.
The angel was smiling at him.
The hand holding the other sword was now about to chop him.
Xievian felt a bit betrayed but using the back of his axe, he smashed the angel's head, then without pausing, he also smashed the angel's hand.
He backed away and glared angrily at the broken statue, "Damn, I was being gentle by just scraping off the square outline, but it looks like you didn't appreciate it."
He used the dull part of his axe to shatter the intact parts of the statue. Finally, the square outline came out.
Xievian picked up the square outline and said happily, "Dear viewers, look! Another milestone!"
"We finally managed to get some clues. Will this get me killed? I don't know. But aren't you all excited as to what's inside the tough door?"
Xievian took off his front cam and held it in his hand. He faced the camera as if he was taking a selfie. Although his face wasn't visible, the audience could tell he was laughing.
This time, this guess was proven true when Xievian laughed.
"Because I am very excited~."
Live chat:
Cold7: Hungry God, I never knew you were this type of brother.
Yuyu: I can't be the only one noticing that the host seemed to be getting more and more unhinged as the stream passes?
Undie: No, I noticed it too.
(More chats)
Xievian felt that this is what he is made for. He is made for blood and chaos. He had never felt this happy in his entire life.