On that white wall, there were a few English letters written in large red letters.

“MARRY”?

At the sight of the name, my head suddenly ached violently, as if a needle was shaking in it.

In my mind, a familiar figure came to mind, it was the back of a woman.

This is a woman with long blond hair, I can't see her face, but the long shawl hair and the beautiful figure are so real, so familiar. However, the woman did not look back, but still turned her back to me, and walked slowly forward, and in front of her was darkness······

Suddenly, the blonde woman's back vanished. I stood in the hallway, stunned by the letters on the wall.

Mary? Mary!

This is supposed to be a foreign woman's name, huh? But why does the name sound so familiar? COULD IT BE THAT THIS "MARRY", THAT IS, MARY, IS THE WOMAN WHO FLASHED MY BACK IN MY MIND JUST NOW? Who is she? What does she look like? Is she beautiful or ugly? What is the relationship between her and me? Why did I have such a strange feeling when I saw this name just now?

I looked up again, and when I saw it, I almost didn't scream!

It turned out that these five English letters, I don't know when, were smeared by a striking red cross. The big red cross was so striking that the person who painted it seemed to hate the woman named Mary. But why didn't I see this obvious red cross just now?

I rubbed my eyes, and when I saw again, the letters "MARRY" smeared with a red cross were still on the wall, and they were so striking that they seemed to burst out of the wall.

I was startled and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, the wind blew in the corridor, and the whirring sound was as if a demon from hell was passing by in the world. I lowered my head, crouched down, and wrapped myself tightly, only to find myself shivering.

What am I afraid of? Why was I so scared when I saw the name Mary?

Suddenly, another image came to my mind: on a hospital bed, a woman with a difficult face was lying, I could not see her face, but I could see her blond hair hanging down. She looked struggling, her breathing was weak, her hands were pale, her mouth seemed to be squirming gently, but she couldn't say a word?

Mary? It dawned on me that maybe this Mary was a patient here? And what about the hospital bed she was lying in?

At this point, the camera in my mind flickered again quickly, moving to the top of the woman's (or perhaps Mary), little by little. At the head of the bed, on the white wall, the word "036" was written in red letters! However, the word "036" was also smeared with a striking red cross!

Ah, I see, Mary is a patient in this hospital, and she is also lying in bed 036!

However, isn't bed 036 the one I used to sleep in? Had Mary slept there before?

I immediately shook my head, the scene I had just seen in my mind must have been just my hallucination. I don't have anything to do with Mary, yes, though I forgot my name, and even everything I had before. But I'm still pretty sure that I'm a man who has never been married, and I've never even been in love, let alone have anything to do with a foreign woman. This Mary should have nothing to do with me, neither my girlfriend nor my wife.

But who is she? Could it be that this Mary is just an imaginary figure for me? But why was I so frightened when I saw the name "MARRY" on the wall?

No, I'm a man, I can't be afraid! So, I stood up and looked at the line of writing on the wall again. I clenched my fist and laughed at myself for being too timid.

But why is there no one else in this hospital besides me?

When you're alone, in a strange place, in an unimaginably empty hospital, do you feel as scared as I am? As much as I try to look like a man, I must admit that in such a situation, anyone, whether a man or a woman, strong or weak, has a deep fear.

This hospital is a desert island, no, it should be said, it's a hellish place! Dead silence, there is nothing but dead silence!

At this moment, suddenly, there were footsteps behind him, click, click, click. I was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around.

Is there anyone else in this hospital?

The sound of footsteps suddenly disappeared again.

Yes? I froze, unable to believe my ears. Could it be that what I just heard was just an illusion? But, no, that's obviously footsteps? It can't be any other sound!

There are others in this hospital! That's right, there's another person here!

"Anyone?" I hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and I finally couldn't help but scream.

However, after calling out, I regretted it again.

I had no idea who that person was, and what if, that was a killer?

In my mind, the masked guy with a chainsaw in his hand came to mind.

Chainsaw killer? I can finally remember a memory from the past, but it was just a horror movie. Maybe it's because the plot is so scary that it hasn't been erased from my memory.

Thinking of this, my hands began to tremble again.

Forget it, don't scream, what if that guy is really a killer? Perhaps, he killed all the people in this hospital, and I was the only one who survived. Wouldn't I be exposing myself by screaming?

At that moment, the footsteps suddenly sounded again! And, getting closer!

Run! I finally came to my senses, immediately turned around, and ran in the opposite direction! The thought of finding another living person was instantly replaced by the fear of survival.

I ran forward, but the footsteps behind me were getting faster and faster, and it seemed that the guy had spotted me and chased after me!

No, I can't be caught by him, I'm going to survive! At this time, living is my only thought!

In order to survive, I spread my legs and rushed forward.

Suddenly, my feet felt like something slippery, and the floor cracked beneath my feet! Before I could react, the whole person fell straight down from the cracked hole!

Yes! I finally let out a scream. But it was too late······

I don't know how long it took for me to finally open my eyes.

It was dark all around, but there was still a little light shining on my face.

I squinted and looked around me, but it was too dark.

Suddenly, I felt like my chest was a little blocked, as if something was in my arms, no wonder it felt so different. I lowered my head, but when I saw it, I was so scared that I almost lost my soul!

In my arms, I was holding a skull tightly, and those two big eye holes were staring straight at me, reflecting a miserable white light in the faint light.

Yes! I threw the skull away, and it landed in the darkness ahead, rolling on the ground.

Oh my God, why would I be holding such a thing? Could it be that this is a cemetery?

I looked around and realized that it was just a room, but it was dark and I had limited vision, so I had to find the switch in the room and turn the light on. So, I struggled to stand up and touched my waist, which was still aching.

I fell from the upper floor, and the floor on the third floor was cracked.

However, when I looked up, I could not see the cracks in the ceiling above my head. This is an ordinary concrete ceiling, where are the cracks?

Just as I was getting up, I suddenly smelled a foul smell, a bit like the smell of a decomposing corpse.

What the hell is this place? I was scared again, stretched out my hand, and groped in the dark.

I touched a wall, and I could touch a switch. Light is the only force that can allow me to overcome the fear of darkness, and yes, I must turn on the light here.

So, I put my hands on the wall and tried to fumble forward. But the strong fishy smell kept hitting my nostrils, and I almost vomited.

Suddenly, there was a flash on the wall, and I was startled, only to realize that a long figure appeared on the opposite wall!

That's lightning! There was a curtain on the opposite wall, and behind the curtain there must be a window. The moment the lightning flashed, a figure flashed outside the window!

Yes! I stopped moving, and the teeth in the upper and lower rows collided involuntarily.

The window, there are people outside the window!

However, the lightning was only a flash of lightning. Soon, darkness returned to the room.

I didn't dare go to the other side and pull the curtain open, though the room would be brighter if I did.

There was indeed a figure outside the window, could it be the guy who made the footsteps upstairs just now, the killer? He's already followed?

I didn't dare to turn on the lights anymore, so I could only cower in the dark, my heart beating so hard that the sound of heavy breathing was the only sound in the room.

At that moment, I saw something shining on the ground in front of me.

What is that? I rubbed my eyes, and the light was gone.

I reached out and reached out to the place where the light was shining, and then it was as if I had touched a thick liquid. I retracted my hand in fright, and by the only light in the room, I saw that my hands were stained with liquid, and the liquid still smelled foul!

Blood! It's blood! I finally understood, there was blood on the ground, and my hands were stained with blood!

I shook my hands hard, but the red blood on my hands couldn't get rid of them.

Damn, how can there be blood here? What the hell is this place?

Suddenly, in the midst of that bloody stain, there was a slight flash.

I was stunned and looked at the place where the light was shining.

Eventually, I mustered up the courage and reached out and grabbed the thing.

Like, it's a little cold, and it feels like a little fleshy.

I couldn't care so much, so I grabbed it and looked at it in the faint light. But at this sight, I screamed in fright, and the thing was thrown away.

That's a severed finger! A mutilated finger with a ring on it······