Looking at the eye-catching "MARRY" and the big red fork on the white wall, I couldn't say a word for a long time with my mouth open.

I wasn't mistaken, this was indeed the third floor, and I woke up from a room here and fell through a crack in the hallway floor to the lab on the second floor below. This scene is not a dream, but everything that has just happened. But why did the current 3rd floor become a different story? Except for these words on the wall, it seems that everything has changed?

Just as I was confused, suddenly, I faintly heard a voice, which seemed to be footsteps.

I was stunned for a moment, pricked up my ears and listened carefully, yes, it was the sound of footsteps, to be exact, it should be the sound of a woman's high heels. The footsteps came towards me, getting closer and clearer.

Who's coming? I looked at the voice, but there was no figure in the hallway. Could it be my hallucination?

Suddenly, the woman coughed, albeit softly, but I heard it.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and the sound of the woman's footsteps and coughing, in this silent night, in this deserted hospital building, was like a steel knife, poking me hard.

I was so frightened that I immediately turned around and ran, running forward with my life.

Now I have become so afraid of meeting people, whether they are good or bad. For me, it seems that being alone is the safest thing.

However, I had barely gone far when I stopped.

I looked up and saw the room at the end of the hallway, with three big words written on the door of the room—"Doctor's Room."

Doctor's office? This is the medical case room on the third floor?

I reached out and pushed the door, but it wasn't closed. So, I slowly walked in and closed the door again.

In the medical case room, the lights are on, and not one or two. It's been a long time since I've seen such a bright light, and as soon as I entered, I instinctively closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was a mess, with medical records and files thrown everywhere, on tables, chairs, floors, and cabinets.

What's going on here? Why does it seem like your house has been raided? Could it be that someone is looking for something here? Or, was it a thief who visited here?

The thought that such an important place as the infirmary was not even closed was that it was indeed patronized by people with impure motives, such as thieves. However, this is not a financial office, and in addition to medical records, what else is valuable here that is worth remembering by thieves?

Standing in this chaotic medical room, I suddenly lost my mind. This is not at all what I imagined in advance, so many things, where do I start?

At that moment, suddenly, I heard the woman's high heels again. Click, click, very clear, as if ringing around me.

Yes? I was stunned and looked around.

In this room, there was no one else but me.

Could it be that the woman has already arrived at the door?

I walked over to the door and looked out through the cat's eye on the door. Outside was the hallway, but I didn't see a single figure.

Then the woman coughed again, and then, again.

At this moment, the back of my neck began to feel cold. For it didn't seem to be coming from outside the door, but from behind me, from inside the room of the infirmary!

I was too frightened to look back, and I pressed my head against the door, but my hands trembled involuntarily.

That woman, that woman is in this house? Oh my God, this, how is this possible?

Then I heard even more incredible sounds. In the room, there were voices again, this time, it was the sound of two people talking, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.

I stood there dumbfounded, slowly, little by little, turning my head and looking at the room behind me.

The medical case room was still the same, nothing had changed.

However, there were more voices in my ears, and it was not just one or two people, it seemed to be a lot of people, they were all talking, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. It seemed to be a vegetable market, and the sound was getting noisier and louder, mixed with the coughing of the first woman from time to time.

"Enough! Don't talk about it! I screamed.

However, those voices did not stop, and they remained the same.

"STOP, stop me right away!" I was so anxious that I even jumped out of English.

Yet, those people still spoke to themselves, as if I had never existed.

I rushed back in a rage, but there was no one in the room but me. The woman's cough was getting louder and louder, as if she was sick and coughing more and more severely.

What the hell is going on? I covered my ears, but the voices didn't diminish, and my heart was tingling.

Why, why can I hear those voices but not see their people? It's like I'm in two different worlds from them?

Two worlds? Suddenly, I seemed to understand something.

I thought of a story I once read: One midnight, in a car accident, a man narrowly escaped, but his girlfriend was already dying. The man took his girlfriend to the hospital, but the girlfriend died. But, strangely, the doctors and nurses at the hospital didn't explain anything to the man at all. At first, the angry man couldn't understand it, but eventually, he realized that he, in fact, was dead, and it was his soul that sent his girlfriend to the hospital, but in fact, both of them had already died in the car accident. He's just a ghost.

Thinking of this story makes my heart cool again.

Am I already dead? I've become a ghost?

yes, otherwise why could I only hear those voices, but not see a single person here?

There's nothing scarier than realizing you've become a ghost. I almost collapsed, but at that moment, all the voices were gone.

It seemed that I was really dead, and I sat down on the ground, staring blankly ahead.

It is said that after a person dies, there will be a messenger from heaven or hell to receive the souls of the dead. Isn't it time for the messenger to come? Well, let this horror come to an end. I'd rather go to hell and suffer than stay in this hellish place. Come on, take me away.

I closed my eyes and resigned myself to my fate.

However, after closing my eyes, I was a little unwilling.

The man in that story at least knew how he died, but I didn't know anything. How the hell did I die? Why did I, the ghost, wake up and see this hospital instead of somewhere else? Could it be that I died here? But I don't even remember how I got here. Could it be that when a person dies, he becomes a soul, and even his previous memories are erased?

I opened my eyes, and suddenly, I saw my own shadow, and I immediately perked up again.

I'm not dead, ghosts don't have a shadow of themselves! I'm not dead, I'm alive!

I immediately got up from the ground and touched my face and then my trouser pocket. The gun and the flashlight are still there.

Okay, as long as you're alive.

So, what's next? By the way, go find my or Mary's medical records, shall we? As soon as I find the medical records, I can know what the hell is going on.

So, I searched in this chaotic medical office. However, after looking for a long time, I still have no clue.

With such a large medical case room, even if I look for three days and three nights, I may not be able to find what I need, what should I do?

There's got to be some clue, right?

I looked at the medical record files, and each file was marked with a number, which should be the number of the medical record. So, what is the number of my medical record or Mary's?

Suddenly, the number 036 popped up. In that ward, what I saw on the wall lock was the number 036, and maybe this is my medical record number, right?

But knowing the numbers, how do I find the files of 036 in this mountain of files?

I was at a loss, and my patience was running out.

At this time, I suddenly saw a blue-covered register lying quietly on a table on the far right. Yes, that's it!

I walked over and opened the register. That's right, this is the medical record register, on which the details of each medical record file are recorded.

Soon, I found out about the registration of 036.

036？ Mary? When I saw the word "Mary", my eyes lit up.

It turned out that this 036 was Mary's registration number, not mine. But why is this number written on the wall in my hospital room?

I continued to read and was thrilled by the records registered.

"Patient Name: Mary, Gender: Female, Age:"

The "age" column turned out to be blank? What's going on? I was stunned.

"Illness"? Why is this column also blank? I frowned and continued to read.

"Attending doctor: Meng Tianming." Great, this is exactly what I need, it turns out that the full name of "Dr. Meng" is Meng Tianming, but why don't I see his name on the hospital flyer? Could it be that he is really just an inconspicuous minor character here?

"Medicines: aspirin, diazepam" That's right, that's what I saw in the ward, but I only saw diazepam, but not aspirin. Aspirin, isn't that an ordinary medicine for colds, anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving? How does this work?

"Location of medical records: Cabinet Six." Ah, that's what I want!

Cabinet Six, okay, I'll go find Cabinet Six.

So, I searched in my room, and soon I found Mary's medical records in cabinet six.

When I opened the medical record, I was very excited because I might soon be unlocking a secret.

However, when I saw the medical record, I was disappointed.

The medical record is thin, only a few pages, and the first side is nothing more than the patient's name, age, illness and attending doctor, and medications. This account is almost identical to that recorded in the medical register, and does not describe any illness. Worst of all, the part below the patient's complaint and the doctor's diagnosis was torn off.

Who tore this? Why did he do it? Is this still called a medical record?

I also didn't find Mary's contact address or contact information in the medical records, which meant that I couldn't contact the woman at all, and I certainly couldn't ask anything.

After that, there are a few blank sheets of paper. Still, I saw tear marks on the white paper, and it was clear that a few pages of the medical record had been torn out.

I was so disappointed that I threw the medical record on the ground.

But at this moment, suddenly, in the middle of the medical record, something fell down······