Before today's incident, although Hu Haojun was not a staunch atheist, he would not easily believe that there would be any unjust ghosts and ghosts in this world.

But now, having seen with his own eyes the heads of the people who rolled in with the blood and groaned in pain, he knew that his three views needed to be completely reshaped.

However, now is not the time to think about it, even if it is to be reshaped, it must be able to survive, although he relied on his instincts and escaped on the third floor, but looking at the current situation, this sea of blood is constantly pouring up from the stairwell, and there is no retreat at all, where can they flee to?

Even if you escape to the top floor, I'm afraid you will die in the end, right?

He was very pessimistic, very desperate, knowing that running like this was just the last struggle, and the only time he could live was to see how fast he could run to the top of the building, and once he reached the top, it meant that death came.

But he couldn't stop running, because once he stopped, he would die faster!

Therefore, whether he runs or not, if there is no accident, he will soon become a tumbling head in the sea of blood like those people.

I don't know what the people around him who are also with him and keep running up think think about it, anyway, his heart is already desperate at this time, it is cold, numb, the reason why he can still move his legs, maybe he is coerced by the people around him, maybe he is also looking forward to a miracle, or maybe he is hoping to live a little longer, right?

The crowd ran up in a hurry, some people cried bitterly while running, some people suddenly went crazy and beat the people around them, but they were soon swallowed up by the crowd, fell to the ground, and were trampled to death.

But no matter what kind of accident happened to the team, no one stopped, and everyone ran up in horror in the constant terrifying shouts from downstairs, wishing that they could not have an extra pair of legs to be able to escape faster than everyone else.

In this constant rush, every time they pass through a floor, the crowd grows more and more, and the line is getting longer and longer, but the more people, the more crowded the team becomes, and the people who can run up the stairs before the sea of blood rushes up are only a small part after all, and most of them are basically just pushing and shoving in place, and before they can get up the stairs, the sea of blood has already howled and pounced.

It was just a wave, and everyone's bodies dissolved and disappeared, leaving only staring heads, constantly wailing, screaming, and rolling in the sea of blood.

The sea of blood is surging very fast, and more and more people are caught up by the sea of blood, as long as they are a little behind, they will be quickly grabbed by several bloody hands stretched out from the sea of blood and dragged into it.

The person who was caught cried and struggled, but no one saved her/him, but made people run faster.

The team was like a train, rumbling up the stairs, some catching up, some falling behind, some not getting on, but no matter what the situation, no one could stop it.

Eventually, it passed through the tenth floor, and the entire inpatient building was only twelve floors.

In other words, two floors further up, and you reach the end of everyone's life.

This is a very simple reality, I believe most people understand this, but the hope of living makes them very unwilling and dare not stop.

However, some people recognized it clearly, were desperate, and didn't want to struggle for it anymore, so they stopped and cried bitterly at the gate of the tenth floor, and some people ran directly into the tenth floor, ready to find a way to find a place to escape.

And more people chose to continue to go up until they finished the remaining two floors.

Originally, Hu Haojun also thought so, but when he passed the tenth floor, his intuition suddenly made him feel that it would be safer to stay on the tenth floor, and before he had time to think about it, he quickly broke away from the crowd and entered the gate of the tenth floor.

It wasn't until everyone had entered the gate that he came back to his senses and didn't understand why he had made such a decision.

However, looking back at this time, it is already very unrealistic to want to rejoin the fleeing crowd, because it is too crowded, many people are unwilling to let others join, the most marginal people will be pushed away by the people inside, and the people outside want to join in, it is simply impossible, rushing in, and the force of being pushed away is stronger; If it's just pushed away, it's fine, but if it's pushed down, it's dead.

There are many people downstairs who are left behind in this situation, and when the time comes, they will either be trampled to death or drowned by the ensuing sea of blood, all of which are a dead word, and there is no second choice.

Looking at the crowded crowd, Hu Haojun opened his mouth slightly, and after half a salary, he sighed heavily, thinking, is his life only ten stories high?

Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked at the digital camera still in his hand, and thought that this was his last time shooting, and he still had to be a little professional, so he simply pressed the switch, and the camera shot at the crowd running outside.

In this process, there are still people who are pushed out of the crowd, some people cry and shout to join in, but they are quickly taken down and can no longer get up, and some people are already desperate, since they can't keep up, then simply stay on the tenth floor and wait for death.

In order to avoid getting hurt, Hu Haojun stood by the gate so that he would not be hit by those who suddenly broke away from the crowd.

At this time, there is actually nothing to shoot for, because they are all black heads, and there are crying and screaming voices everywhere, which is terrifying.

Hu Haojun purely relied on his own willpower to insist on standing at the door to shoot, thinking, since there are such strange things in this world, then there should also be an existence to deal with and eliminate them, right? Could it be that the gods and goddesses in mythology are all real? Or are those Taoist priests who subdued demons and eliminated demons still alive?

The only hope left in his heart was that the situation here would be discovered by a possible Taoist priest or an exorcist or something, and then come to save them, but unfortunately, this kind of thing is just a thought, according to the speed of this sea of blood surging up, he can't support that time at all!

Now, he hopes that the pictures he took can be preserved, so that people can know what terrible things happened in this hospital, which is the last thing he can leave to outsiders as a reporter.

In the face of the imminent death, what lady first, respect the old and love the young, all at this moment faded all the skin, just like the cruel nature, the old are abandoned first, and more cruel than nature is that the young are also a member of the abandoned, can really be in the crowd, constantly climb upstairs, only those young and strong young and middle-aged.

But even so, there are still many people who have been squeezed out of the crowd, most of whom are women, after all, at the same age, women's power is far less than that of men.

Hu Haojun guarded the door, and he didn't know how many women who had fallen to the ground had been pulled up to prevent them from being trampled to death, but even if they were pulled up, some of them were still crying and shouting to go back, either pushed back again, or taken down, and then trampled on in an inhuman shape.

The other small part, already desperate, remained at the door of the tenth floor, just like him.

(End of chapter)