"Fourth floor?" I looked at the numbers on it and was stunned: "Why stop here?" ”

"4" is not an auspicious number, I was a little reluctant to go down, so I stood still in the elevator, trying to see if it would go up and down again.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and finally I had to give up and walked out of the elevator, and as soon as I came out, it closed the door and left.

"Tsk! This elevator is quite individual! Seeing this, my brother said, and now in front of us was a long and dark corridor, flanked by wards of various sizes, and it could be seen that this floor was a place for the treatment of patients.

And the corridor was littered with medical needles, and there was a strong smell of potion in the air, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

We went over with our lamps, and as soon as we reached the corridor, we heard a "tick" sound, and we were startled, and we hurriedly looked up, and found a large dusty watch hanging on the wall, and the hands were pointing to half past eleven, and it was about half an hour before the early hours of the morning.

"It's all this late?" I looked down at my phone to confirm the time, stood in the building and looked outside, the sky outside the window was pitch black, there were no clouds, and it was extremely desolate.

"I heard rumors on the Internet that by 12 a.m., those who died in the hospital would come back to life." I looked at the time and remembered the legend I had seen earlier.

My brother was not interested in any of this, so he walked into the first room, which looked like an office, and rummaged through it, and suddenly he seemed to find something, and hurriedly called me over.

When I walked in, I saw him holding a small notebook and said, "Look at the name on it." ”

"Zhang Wenjuan?" I took a closer look and was stunned: "Isn't this the nurse in the morgue?" ”

I hurriedly opened this book and found that it was full of patients' medical records, with a signature under each page, all of which were Zhang Wenjuan.

"It should be the head nurse who can have this right." I flipped the notebook aside, put it down without finding anything useful, and guessed in my heart: "It seems that this Zhang Wenjuan should be dead, and the body was put into the corpse cabinet, but I still don't understand why they are all medical staff." ”

"A family, you have to be neat and tidy." My brother said casually, walked out of the room, and walked down the hallway, flanked by hospital rooms.

The wards on the fourth floor looked much more terrifying than the ones on the first floor, and there was a lot of mess inside, and there were even a lot of blood stains on some of the walls, which had dried on them.

"There is so much blood in the ward, and it seems that the patients here are indeed suffering." I walked into one of the rooms and saw a large mess of blood on the walls, as well as on the floor, and many scratches, as if they had been forcibly dragged away from a pool of blood, and the blood trailed out to a room at the end of the hallway.

I took one look at the room, and there was a door number on it that read three words: Operating Room.

When I saw this place, I chuckled in my heart and felt a little uneasy: "The operating room is next to the ward, is this for convenience?" ”

As soon as I entered the door, I saw an operating table, which was full of blood and dirty, and there was an iron box thrown next to it, which contained various tools for surgery.

The most terrifying thing is that there are also things tied up next to the operating bed, which are obviously used to immobilize the patient.

When I saw this scene, I frowned, and my brother turned around beside me, and suddenly seemed to have found something, and wondered, "Why is there water in here?" ”

When I heard this, I walked over and took a look, and found that the sink was filled with black dirty water, emitting a foul smell, and when I saw this thing, I suddenly felt uneasy: "Hasn't the hospital been abandoned for a long time?" How can there be water in it? Is anyone still using this place? ”

Just thinking about it, suddenly a drop of water "ticked" from the faucet and fell into the basin, and the sound was unusually clear.

When I saw this, I became more and more puzzled: "Is there still water supply in this place?" ”

Reaching out and twisting the faucet, there was a sudden "whoosh" of water flowing out of it, and I hurriedly stepped back away.

I saw the faucet flowing, the color gradually turned blood red, a lot of blood flowed out of it, and a strong smell of blood boiled, overflowing from the sink and flowing down the table, dripping onto my shoes.

At the same time, the door of the operating room suddenly "slammed" shut, which frightened me, and I hurriedly looked back, and was stunned.

I saw a man lying on the operating table, covered in blood, with all his internal organs taken out, lying there looking at us expressionlessly, with a terrifying voice coming out of his mouth: "... Help me... Help me... I don't want to die..."

As he spoke, in the blink of an eye, the man suddenly disappeared again, as if it no longer existed, and the faucet stopped by itself, and the room instantly returned to dead silence.

Before I could figure out what was going on, I heard a strange sound outside the door, "creaking" and sounding very strange.

"What sound?" My brother also heard it, and opened the door with a puzzled frown, and saw a person standing on the side of the corridor!

The man was dressed in a white hospital gown, barefoot, with his hair disheveled, facing away from the wall, constantly clasping something with his fingernails, making a "creaking" screak.

Seeing this person who suddenly came out, both of us were stunned, because we didn't know if it was a human or a ghost, and it was definitely not normal to appear in such a place.

My brother hesitated, grabbed the ghost detection knife and quietly walked over and shouted, "Hey! ”

It didn't matter what he shouted, this guy suddenly turned his head, looked at us with a shocked look on his face, his face was terrified, and he ran upstairs.

"It's a person?!" We were also stupid when we saw him, how can there be people in this place?

"Chase!" My brother was the first to react, holding a knife to chase after him, I hurriedly followed, ran to the fifth floor in one breath, and saw that the man had run to the other end of the corridor, and when I turned around and saw us chasing after us, I was so frightened that I pushed open the door and hid in.

We quickly chased after it, slammed open the door, and found that it was the bathroom, which was in tatters, covered with blood, and the wall was full of terrible words: My body hurts... I don't want to die... Let me out... Here they are again... There's nowhere to hide...

These fonts are densely written all over the wall, and those who look at it panic, what is going on in this place?

My brother grabbed the knife and walked to a toilet, hesitated and kicked the door open: "Come out!" ”

As a result, there was no one inside, and then to the next compartment, there was still no one after kicking it away.

"Come out!" Then I went to the next one, kicked away, and suddenly the man rushed out with a knife with a hideous face, and stabbed my brother with a roar: "Go to death! Go to hell! Go to hell! ”

He held the knife as if he was crazy, swung it wildly, and stabbed it indiscriminately.

Fortunately, my brother reacted quickly and jumped away early, so that he was not stabbed by him, and at the same time held him down from the side, tripped him directly to the ground, pressed his back with his knees, took away the knife in his hand, and said angrily: "Say! Who are you? ”

"No one wants to get out alive! I'm going to curse here, you demons, trying to kill me! Dig out my heart and take my liver! Come to a sticky end! He cursed, struggling desperately to get up.

But that has my brother's strength? I was surprised not by what he said, but by how could there be a living person in such a place? And still wearing a hospital gown?

I couldn't help but ask him curiously: "Don't be afraid, we're not here to hurt you." ”

He looked up when he heard me speak, and when he saw his eyes, I was sure that it was a real person, but the question was, how could it be?

"Why are you dressed like this in a place like this?" I don't understand it at all.

"Let go of me! The time is almost up! They're coming! "He struggled to get up and didn't listen to what I was saying.

"What time is coming? Who's coming? ”

"You don't understand at all! Close the door! It's almost twelve o'clock, and it's too late if you don't close! ”

His words became more and more inexplicable, and my brother pulled him up from the ground, not understanding what he meant: "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

"It's the only safe place, I'm going to close the door." He tried his best to get close to the bathroom door, his face hideous and terrifying.

We didn't know what was going on, but seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, we pushed him over, and as soon as we got to the door, he suddenly reached out and pulled us out, pushed us both out of the door with a shoulder push, and closed the door at the same time!

"Bastard!" My brother roared angrily and went to bang on the door, but strangely, no matter how much he struck, the door was like a wall, and there was no movement.

I stood aside and felt a great sense of uneasiness, and my mind echoed what he had just said, who was coming? What happened at twelve? Why close the doors?

Just when he was puzzled, a "bell" suddenly sounded in the hospital, like a clock telling the time, unusually clear, coming from a distance, melodiously through the entire corridor, straight into the ear.

Hearing this voice, I instantly realized something, and hurriedly took out my mobile phone to see: 12 o'clock at midnight!

Then I heard the man's frightened voice from behind the door: "It's time... This hospital woke up... They're coming... I can't save you... Ask for your own blessings..."