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Grandma's body was really weak, and she was tired again after eating, so she lay down to rest. Novel/

Taking advantage of this time, I covered my grandmother with a quilt and prepared to go out into the corridor to breathe.

The stairwell and elevator are in the same hallway that is not too long.

The stairwell is at the end and the elevator is in the middle.

On the other side, there is a row of seats.

I chose the chair facing the elevator and sat down.

Just as we were sitting down, the elevator stopped on our floor, and out of it came two men and two women, not too young, the two men were holding large bags of things, one of the women supporting the other.

The woman who was being held should be the patient who needed to be hospitalized.

I didn't withdraw my gaze until they disappeared around the corner of the hallway, sighed slightly, and continued to sit in my chair in a daze.

At the beginning of summer last year, chaos began to erupt, and my brother was among the first to die.

Maybe there were already many people in other places who became walking corpses after death, but for some reason they were covered up, and I have wondered countless times that if the news had not been covered up at that time and the media had reported it, how many people would have been spared death, and maybe things would not have evolved into the way they are now.

The past year or so of wandering has made me feel slightly uncomfortable with this comfortable city.

Looking at the crowds on the streets, the bustling shopping malls and shops, the viaducts, taxis, and buses, I don't know if there is currency circulating here, but this qiē thing that should be very familiar to me makes me feel unfamiliar.

Grandma's current condition has been confirmed, and this senile disease is impossible to cure, so I have to think about it now, what to do in the future, my parents, Tiantian, Xiaoyu, Lin Wei, Xu Yiwen They are still in that small village, and that village is not as safe as it seems on the surface.

The human heart is much more terrifying than a simple bloody walking corpse.

By now, I have long lost the patience to criticize those who have blackened conscience, and now I only think about how to take my parents over and be by my side next.

Dabai came in the afternoon.

When she came out of the elevator, I had just gone back to the hospital room to help my grandmother to the toilet, poured water for her, peeled fruit, and then came out and sat back on the chair in the hallway. Hot

As soon as the elevator door opened, Dabai saw me, carrying a bag of toiletries and a change of clothes.

"Why are you sitting here??"

I got up and took the things in Dabai's hand and said, "The ward is too stuffy, come out and breathe." ”

"Where's Grandma?"

"Fell asleep."

Nodding, Da Bai walked towards the ward with me: "Grandma has been sleeping lately. ”

I said, "Maybe there are some ingredients in the medicine to help you sleep." ”

As soon as we opened the door to the ward, my grandmother opened her eyes, and after seeing me and Dabai, she hurriedly sat up from the bed.

I ran up and shook the bed board I was leaning on, and put two pillows behind my grandmother.

Dabai is very good at talking to the elders, and he quickly makes his grandmother laugh.

I looked at my smiling grandmother on the sidelines, but I felt more and more bitter and self-reproachful in my heart.

I didn't have the ability to protect her and her parents, and now I'm losing my ability to make them happy.

I even always need my grandmother to worry about me all day.

Seeing the rise of my grandmother and Dabai's chat, I simply got up and went to the cafeteria early to bring back dinner for three.

There seems to be no shortage of food and clothing here, and even the big pot of rice eaten in the hospital is very rich.

My grandmother only drank some porridge at night, she said that she was old, and it was difficult to digest at night if she ate too much.

During the meal, I asked Dabai: "Why didn't Xia Xia come?" ”

Dabai said: "She fell asleep when I left, so I didn't call her, let her rest at home for two days." I'll be here with you at night, otherwise you'll not be suffocated by your sudden neurotic nature that doesn't squeak all day. ”

I laughed, "When will I not squeak for a day?" ”

Da Bai continued to eat, and replied inarticulately: "You just didn't notice it yourself." ”

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Dabai cleaned up the bed for the escort, and after the two of us washed our faces, we lay down on the side alone.

It seems like nothing has been done today, but it has passed quickly.

After the lights went out at nine o'clock, sleepiness gradually set in.

Grandma and Dabai were still chatting without a word, I closed my eyes, only to feel that the sound of the chat was getting farther and farther away from me, and finally fell asleep.

When I finally woke up again, I was woken up by a faint cry.

When I opened my eyes, I was still in a trance and wondered if I was dreaming, but after a few seconds, I was completely refreshed

This is the cry of a child.

But it's not the cry of a baby, it's the heart-rending cry of a child of a few years old.

In this dark hospital, the sound spreads in the air, penetrating into every pore of the person, making people shudder.

The incident that my grandmother had told me during the day began to echo in my mind, and eventually became intertwined with the child's cry.

After lying on the bed with my eyes open and listening for a few minutes, I gritted my teeth and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There was a slight snoring sound from Dabai's side.

Grandma also slept deeply.

Putting on my shoes, I wrapped my coat and walked lightly out the door.

The moment the door was opened, the cry was immediately much clearer.

The direction from which the sound came from seemed to be the stairwell.

Closing the door to the ward, I stood alone in the dark hallway, which was long, unlit, and looked very scary at night.

The occasional green light or two of the safe passages adds to the terrifying atmosphere.

But I didn't have the slightest intention of turning around and going back to the house, for a long time, the hospital was the premier place with a heavy atmosphere, and the rumors of haunting were even more widespread.

Novels and movies of all genres, as long as they have a horror atmosphere, are almost inevitably related to hospitals.

It's impossible to say that I'm not afraid at all, but on this premise, I feel more that this incident is not so much haunted as I believe that someone is doing the trick.

There's no why, that's how I feel.

Sometimes people's sixth sense is really accurate.

I put the knife I used to peel fruit for my grandmother in my pocket.

He slowed down his steps and slowly approached the stairwell.

As the distance got closer, the cry became clearer and clearer.

During this time, I noticed a problem, that is, from the time I was just woken up by this cry to now, the crying has not stopped at all.

Finally, I reached the door of the stairwell.

There happened to be a sign at the door for safe passage, emitting a faint green light.

Sometimes fear itself is the most terrifying thing compared to the things that are feared.

When you are in a space that frightens you, the associative images generated by your brain can knock people down in an instant.

Without further delay, I took a deep breath and unscrewed the door to the stairwell.

Each staircase will have a sign for safe passage and will be illuminated.

Dodging into the stairwell, the door is one of those springs, and it closes automatically when it loses strength.

When the door slammed shut behind me, my legs were still limp.

But at this time, if you admit that you are scared, then you have the courage to run here, which is typical of having enough to eat.

Standing in place and distinguishing it, he found that the source of the sound seemed to be at the stairs on the second floor.

Holding on to the handrail, I looked up and down to make sure there was no one else, and I slowly walked downstairs.

The enclosed space was very quiet, surrounded only by the sound of my own heartbeat and breathing.

Time flies in a tense way.

Before you know it, you can already see the door of the stairwell on the second floor.

The visual range here is very low, you can't see too far, and the lights on the security passage on the second floor are also broken and not lit.

So basically, you can't see anything but the dark shadow of the gate.

But listening to the location where the voice came from, it should be around here.

Originally, I still swore that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on my forehead, and at the same time, I didn't know to shout Dabai to strengthen my courage before I regretted it in my heart?

A terrible cry came from the inky black space, and the sound was harsh.

If it's really a child crying, this crying method can suffocate himself to death in a minute.

But it's been at least twenty minutes since I heard it.

He took out the dagger from his pocket and held it in his hand.

My eyes were fixed on the place in the darkness, and my brain began to think uncontrollably.

In the end, I even had a strong instinct to tell myself that the next second, a scary kid like a little boy in a Japanese horror movie would rush out of the darkness and scare me to death.

But fortunately, the worries never happened.

The crying continued, and there was no intention of stopping in the darkness.

I stood there with my scalp numb.