Chapter 309
Chapter 309 Locked Inside
The man grabbed Lilly’s arm, his eyes were strangely bright in the dim backlight. His voice was hoarse,
cold, and gloomy.
“Hello little girl, what are you looking at? Do you wanna go in?”
He held an empty sack and was about to put it on Lilly’s head.
However, before he could react, he flew out!
With a loud bang, the man mmed into the wall, causing the nearby disy cases to shake violently.
The impact was so strong that a doll even toppled to the side.
Drake heard this movement as soon as he came in, and subconsciously rushed over to stand in front of
Lilly.
Lilly turned around and blinked innocently.
She looked at Drake and thought, “When did Drakee?”
She looked at the person who flew out, “How did he fly out?”
-Drake’s expression was cold, and he asked coldly, “Who are you?!”
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The man in the gray overalls struggled to get up, coughing violently as he clutched his knees. A flicker
of horror crossed his eyes when he lifted hist gaze.
For a moment, he could not tell whether he was beaten by this little boy, or he was hit by a ghost.
“Who are you?” He asked back.
As Drake stared at him coldly, the man had no choice but to speak up first, “I’m a staff member here…”
His voice was hoarse, resembling the grating sound of a saw, which evoked an indescribable sense of
difort in those who heard it.
The man looked at Lilly and said again, “I saw her at the door, so I asked her if she wanted to go in,”
Hearing this answer, Drake frowned and became more vignt.
How could a normal worker ask a child if she wanted to enter the workce?
He should be telling her to leave immediately.
Drake felt it was indescribably weird.
Lilly nodded and said, “Yeah I wanna have a look inside!”
Just as Drake was about to decline and leave, he noticed Lilly sticking by his side once again, shaking
his hand in a coaxing manner, “Drake, Lilly wants to go in and have a look. Will you apany me?”
After speaking, she immediately raised her hands, “Don’t worry Drake, I’ll protect you!”
Drake was speechless.
Who’s protecting who now?i
But he finally said, “Just this once…”
Lilly happily held his hand, “Oh yeah!!”
Reluctantly, Drake was persuaded by Lilly to follow along, and the worker swiped their card to unlock
the ss door, allowing the two to enter the production room.
Upon entering the room, Drake immediately felt an indescribable sense of difort. The interior was
predominantly adorned in ck, with several partiallypleted dolls affixed to one side, creating at
gloomy and eerie ambiance.
The staff members were engrossed in making the “y” appeared lifeless, while nearby, a workbench
dedicated to doll–making caught their attention. A ball–jointed doll artist was hunched over, fully
focused. on delicately carving the face of a doll.
Scattered across the workbench in front of her were numerous doll fragments–single joints, hands, and
skulls–each incredibly realistic. If these parts were not reduced in size by more than twice their original
dimensions, they would create an unsettling illusion of being in dismemberment.
Upon a quick count, he realized that apart from himself and Lilly, there were only three other individuals
present in the entire workshop.
However, a strong sense of danger washed over him at that moment.
Drake said in a low voice, “Lilly, let’s go back,”
“Lilly?”
He turned his head abruptly and realized that Lilly had disappeared.
Drake immediately turned around, only to find that Lilly was squatting not far away in front of a staff
member mixing the y.
She asked curiously, “Is this y, sir?”
The staff member did not speak.
Contrary to his initial impression, the man before him wore an inexplicable smile and rified, “No, this
is… resin powder.”
He spoke intermittently and strangely, dragging a sack while speaking.
He opened the sack, scooping a spoonful of white powder with arge spoon. He weighed it on the
nearby scale, then proceeded to open a wooden box on the next table. With a small spoon, he carefully
added a measured amount of powder into the mixture, creating a well–proportioned mixture.
He weighed other things very casually, but he was very cautious when he measured the content of the
wooden box.
Lilly stared at the sack and wooden box.
She suddenly asked, “These are human ashes, aren’t they?”
The man’s actions came to a halt, while the y mixer remained oblivious, engrossed in their task.
Meanwhile, the doll maker in the distance moved their hands in a twisted manner, identally slicing
their finger with a sharp knife as blood oozed out.
She extended her finger toward the doll’s mouth, and the doll quickly absorbed the blood, staining its
lips a vivid shade of red.
The man let out a startled exmation and looked at Lilly, “What are you talking about little girl?
Although people spread rumors about our products, we would never do such horrible things,”
Lilly tilted her head and smiled, “Oh,,so that’s the case, I’m sorry,”
It was apparent that her words were merely an innocent remark from a child, and had no ill content.
Drake immediately picked up Lilly and said, “We’re going back,”
The man set aside his work and said, “We don’t often have visitors in the workshop. Are you here to
customize dolls? Let me demonstrate the quality of our materials,”
Drake refused, “There’s no need,”
Lilly hugged Drake’s neck and whispered, “Drake, let’s take another look,”
Drake frowned.
He tapped on something below his watch in case of an emergency.
Hidden under his watch was an rm button. If he failed to press it again within five minutes, the rm
would automatically sound, notifying the police of his location.
The man said, “Come on, I’ll show you since you’re here already,”
He forcefully guided them toward the artist, introducing. “This is Zelda, our skilled craftsman who
specializes in creating ball–jointed dolls. She also came back from abroad,”
Lilly waved her hand, “Hello, Miss Zelda! Are you the one who made Coco?”
Drake was speechless.
What are you talking about…
Zelda was slightly surprised, she put down the carving knife, and smiled gently, “Are you one of Miss
Quinnie’s friends? Why did youe by yourself, where are your parents?”
Lilly hugged Drake and said, “Here he is!”
Drake nced at Lilly and said, “We’re ordering a custom doll, so we’re having a look,”
Zelda nodded, “Oh, go ahead, I identally cut my finger just now and I need to deal with it,”
Lilly nodded and waved at her.
After Zelda left, Lilly broke free from Drake and picked up a ball joint on the table.
On the green cutting board, two eyeballs were being crafted, along with an unfinished doll face awaiting
the attachment of the eyes. The detached head rested nearby, waiting for itspletion.
Drake’s frown deepened as he looked through the workbench, taking note of not only the ongoing doll-
making process but also the presence of three or two miniature idols. Among them, one stood out with
its closed eyes and long ck hair cascading down, neatly styled bangs adorning its forehead.
Among the miniature idols on the workbench, one had wide–open eyes, yet its pupils had not been
painted yet, giving it a strangely vacant and empty expression.
Drake raised his head and realized something was wrong.
Therge studio suddenly became empty, with only him and Lilly remaining, as the three people who
were previously present seemed to have disappeared.
The ss door was also locked.
Drake was stunned.