The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Chapter 380 : The Horror House

As Alicia and Alex stepped into the horror house, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

The door shut behind them.

Click.

Not loud. Not dramatic.

Just final.

Alex flinched so hard his shoulders jumped.

Alicia caught it instantly.

"...Wow," she said, folding her arms. "We’re not even inside five seconds."

"I didn’t flinch," Alex replied, already defensive.

"You absolutely flinched."

"It was the echo."

"The echo of what? Silence?"

Alex clicked his tongue but didn’t find a retort.

The hallway ahead was too narrow for comfort—walls stained dark, like old water damage... or something that used to be wet and wasn’t anymore. The wallpaper peeled in long strips, curling at the edges like molting skin. Faint reddish smears dragged along the lower half of the walls, too deliberately placed to be accidental.

The ceiling lights flickered unevenly, each one humming at a slightly different pitch, creating a low vibrating dissonance that made Alex’s teeth itch.

He took a huge gulp. "Man, they sure know how to make things entertaining."

Alicia nodded with a strained smile. "They sure do."

Alex stepped forward.

The floorboard beneath his foot screamed.

Not creaked.

Screamed.

A high, sharp, humanlike wail, like something in pain being stepped on.

Alex froze, breath hitching violently.

Alicia swallowed. "...Okay. That sound was aggressive."

"I’m fine," Alex said quickly.

His hands were shaking.

He shoved them into his pockets.

Suddenly, a body with a disfigured, twisted face dropped from the ceiling right in front of them, suspended on invisible wires for a second before slamming down. Blood splattered theatrically across the floor.

Both of them bolted.

They ran like their lives depended on it, clutching each other’s hands in a death grip as they sprinted down the corridor, shoes skidding on the grimy floor.

They only stopped when the hallway finally widened and the props stopped falling.

Alicia leaned forward, hands on her knees, panting. "Okay... looks like it was a bad idea to come here."

"Yeah?" Alex wheezed. "What was your first clue, honey?"

Alicia’s eye twitched. She opened her mouth to retort—

The lights buzzed overhead again, louder, angry. Each bulb hummed at a slightly different pitch, the sound crawling under their skin, vibrating in their bones. As they walked, the lights behind them shut off one by one, plunging the hallway behind into narrowing, creeping darkness.

A whisper slid along the wall.

"Kill... kill... kill... eat... eat... eat..."

Alex almost stopped breathing.

Alicia shaking herslef also noticed alex immediately. "Hey. You good?"

"...Yeah."

Another whisper, right against their ears this time.

"The handsome one looks more delicious...Let’s cut off his balls first.."

Alicia slowed. "You heard that too, right?"

Alex nodded stiffly. "Yeah. Looks like the ghost got mesmerized by my beauty too. Damn it... it really is a sin to be this good‑looking."

Alicia stared at him, speechless. ’Even scared shitless, his narcissism doesn’t lessen one bit...’

They turned a corner.

The ceiling burst open with a sudden, violent crack.

Another body dropped.

It hit the floor with a wet, sickening thud, limbs bent at impossible angles, neck twisted sideways. Its skin was gray and stretched too tight, veins dark beneath the surface. Its mouth was sewn shut with thick, black thread that glistened under the dim lights.

Then its eyes snapped open.

The chest rose.

Once.

Twice.

Alicia’s sanity snapped. "Kyaaaaaaaa!"

Alex screamed louder, voice shooting into a pitch even higher and more girly than hers. "Kyaaaaaaaahhhh someone save me!"

The corpse snapped upright, joints popping loudly as the stitches on its mouth tore and its jaw split open into a grin full of jagged, broken teeth.

Alicia stumbled backward and slammed straight into Alex, grabbing his shirt so hard the buttons strained.

The thing lunged.

The lights exploded white.

The figure froze mid‑motion.

A hidden door in the wall slid open with a hiss and swallowed the corpse whole, yanking it out of sight.

Silence crashed down like a dropped curtain.

Alex stood there shaking, knees visibly trembling.

Alicia stared at him, still breathing hard, then managed to tease through her own fear. "Wow. You screamed like you were a dying heroine."

"That thing fell from the ceiling! Didn’t you see that? It could have eaten my balls!"

"You still screamed the most girly scream I have ever heard."

"Shut up," Alex muttered.

Alicia laughed louder, the sound half hysterical.

They moved on.

Much closer now.

The next corridor was lined with thick black plastic curtains, hanging from the ceiling in overlapping strips. They were sticky and cold against their skin, clinging slightly as they brushed past. Shadows moved behind them—wrong shapes, too tall, too thin, dragging themselves along the walls.

A whisper brushed Alicia’s ear this time—warm, wet breath that wasn’t there.

Her breath caught.

She grabbed Alex’s sleeve. "Okay. That wasn’t scary at all."

"Yeah, right," Alex replied, voice thin.

They pushed through the curtains.

Inside was a nursery.

Small.

Claustrophobic.

Cribs overturned. A rocking horse split in two. Walls smeared with tiny, smeared handprints dragged downward, as if little fingers had tried to hold on and failed.

A mobile spun slowly overhead, its once cheerful stars and moons now stained and cracked. The music box above it played, but the tune was warped and distorted, notes dragging like something drowning.

One crib rocked.

Slowly.

Back.

Forth.

Back.

Forth.

Alicia froze.

Alex’s hands shook so badly he had to clench them into fists.

The crib stopped.

The silence before it moved again felt endless.

Then something unfolded out of it—child-sized, crawling on all fours, but its head hung backward, facing the wrong way. Its spine arched unnaturally with every movement, and its joints popped loudly, bones cracking with each step as it scuttled forward.

Alicia lost it completely.

She lunged forward blindly, grabbing for Alex’s shirt—missed, and clutched his butt instead.

Hard.

Alex yelped. "OW! Hey hey hey WHY—where the hell are you grabbing, lady?!"

Then Alicia shrieked. "ALEX—!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

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