I clenched my fist and was about to punch this fat woman who dared to insult me!

But all of a sudden, it's all gone! The fat woman, the students who laughed at me, and the little classroom all disappeared without a trace.

I'm still standing in the office of the police station. In front of him, there are large floor-to-ceiling windows, and around him, there are still one lattice after another.

At this time, I was still clenching the fist of my right hand, as if I was going to duel with someone.

I was startled and let go of my hand.

It turns out that just now, I actually fell into a hallucination again?

No, maybe it's not an illusion, is it, it's my memory?

Yes, perhaps, that dream just now is actually a memory of me at school when I was a child, right? That fierce fat woman, who used to be my teacher, humiliated me in front of the whole class?

Suddenly, I realized: there seemed to be a little change in this office!

All the things that were piled up and scattered all over the place were gone?

The cubicles were very clean and fresh, except for the tables, chairs, computers, and telephones, there was nothing on the table and the floor, and it was empty.

What's going on? What about the stack of ink-stained file bags on the floor?

I looked down, but I didn't find any file bags on the ground.

Could it be that what I just saw was another hallucination?

I'm even beginning to wonder about my mental state at this point, could it be that I was drugged by those doctors in the ghost hospital? In the hospital room, the bottles I saw labeled "Valium" were not sleeping pills, but some kind of hallucinogens that would hallucinate me? That's why I keep hallucinating?

So, who drugged me? Could it be that Dr. Meng?

"When necessary, you have to throw away useless things, like memories of the past."

At this moment, suddenly, a man's voice sounded.

"Who? Who is it? I looked up and shouted.

But after that voice rang out, there was no more sound.

Strange, why am I hearing this inexplicable sound again? The man who spoke, who was he? Where is he hiding? Why not come out?

I suddenly felt a little chilled, and the back of my neck was a chilling feeling.

I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down.

Below, the hall of the police station, still pitch black.

Suddenly, the lights in the room came on, and I was startled.

However, it only flashed once, and the light went out again.

Although it was only a flash, I am afraid that my figure was still exposed. If the man in black had been down there, he would have seen me!

I got nervous, so I quickly pulled down the blinds.

Finally, the entire floor-to-ceiling window was covered by shutters. But I was still not at ease, so I didn't leave, but looked down through the cracks in the blinds.

Below, it's still pitch black, and you can't see anything.

This time, I was a little relieved.

But I can't stay in this house forever?

I have to go out, but will the man in black be right outside the door? Will he be on guard from the outside, and as soon as I go out, he'll do it again and hit me from behind?

I'm scared, I don't want to go through another shot in the back of my head.

I decided not to go out for the time being, but to hide quietly in this office. This is my last safe haven. I'd better stay here until tomorrow morning, when the cops come to work.

But what if, by tomorrow morning, the police still don't come?

Strange, are all the police here dead?

Could it be that all the people in this town are dead?

I thought of a horror movie - "Zombie Siege", the people in this town can't be eaten by zombies, right? Or, are they infected with the virus and have all become zombies?

It's ridiculous, there's nothing here, not even the zombies!

Although there are no zombies in this town, it is possible that if you are infected by some terrible virus and all the residents of the town die from the virus. Otherwise, why is there no one in this police station?

I suddenly panicked, and I realized the danger I was in: on the one hand, there was a man in black who was going to kill me, and on the other hand, I had no help from the police or anyone else, and I was probably in an empty and silent town. Even if the sun rises tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape.

Just when I was feeling hopeless, suddenly, I heard a noise again!

That's the sound of a knock on the door, someone knocking on this door!

Yes! Could it be the man in black? He's already here?

The knock on the door became more and more urgent.

Will there be anyone else here? No need to ask, the guy who knocked on the door was the man in black! Who else but him?

Frightened, I quickly ducked behind a baffle between the cubicles, holding my breath with nervousness.

However, I seem to have one last barrier, and that is my pistol!

So, I pulled out my gun and aimed it at the gate.

As long as that man in black dares to break in, I can only fight with him to break the net!

Holding the pistol, my hands were shaking, and the sweat on my forehead was dripping. I stared at the door with my eyes wide open.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a sudden stop.

Then, there was silence, a terrible silence.

Suddenly, the door was opened!

How could this door be opened? Could it be, does that guy have the key to this room?

Frightened, I clenched my pistol tightly and put my fingers on the trigger, but my hands were still shaking.

Strangely, though the door was opened, no one entered.

What's going on? Oh, I see, the man in black must have deliberately tried to lure me out and attack me at the door again, right? Hmph, this time, I won't fall for you again.

I didn't go out, I didn't dare to go out, and continued to squat.

Time passed minute by minute. However, the man in black still did not come in.

What the hell is he trying to do? Could it be that he is being more patient with me?

However, the more time passed, the less patient I became. The taste of squatting on the ground is extremely uncomfortable, not to mention, I have to endure this inner torment.

Just when I was worried and frightened, and confused, suddenly a gust of wind blew in through the door.

A piece of paper on the table, blown up by the wind, fell in front of me.

I picked up the piece of paper casually, and when I looked at it, I was taken aback.

This is just a very ordinary sticky note with a few words written on it.

However, when I saw these words, my heart was about to jump out!

"Mary, Ping'an Street, Archives Room No. 1"!

Mary? On this sticky note, Mary's name is written?

Is this the Mary I was looking for?

No. How could it be so coincidental?

There are many people in the world who call Mary. In addition to my Mary, there was also the little girl, the ranger's daughter, who was also called Mary. The "Mary" on this sticky note paper may just be a woman with the same name and surname as Mary, right?

Despite this suspicion in my heart, I kept the note in my pocket.

Perhaps, I can go to the police station's archives and find this Mary's file later? Maybe this Mary is the one I'm looking for? Anyway, it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

When I was in the Ghost Hospital, I saw Mary's medical records in the infirmary. Unfortunately, the medical records were incomplete, and there was nothing but Mary's name, gender, doctor, and medicines, and there were no photographs, identification, address, or telephone number, or even what disease she had or how old she was.

If I could find further information about Mary in the police department's archives, I would be closer to finding her.

Also, what does "Ping An Street" mean? Could it be Mary's home address? Could this Ping'an Street be a place name in this dead town?

I wanted to take out the map and look for it, but I was afraid that my movements would be too big and alarm the men in black outside. So, I endured it.

However, after a long time, there was still no movement outside the door.

I finally couldn't take it anymore, got up, took the gun, and walked out slowly.

When I went out, there was no one outside, and the hallway was empty. However, the hallway lights were already on, and I thought it was too glaring, after all, I hadn't seen such lights since I entered this police station.

In the empty aisle, the sound of my footsteps echoed, and every sound made me extremely nervous.

Instead of fleeing the police station, I continued to search for the room in the archives.

Finally, at the very back of the second floor, I finally found the archives.

Standing outside the door of the archives, I looked down the hallway again, and I was afraid that the man in black would suddenly appear. This time, though, I didn't see him again, nor did I hear the clattering footsteps again.

I turned around and took a look at the archives.

The strange thing is that the door of this archive room is not closed, but only hidden.

Could it be that the policemen forgot to close the door? That's impossible.

Or, someone has already gone in first, and it's the man in black?

It's possible that he didn't appear in the hallway, and it was very likely that he had slipped into a room on the second floor. The hallway light, most likely turned on when he just passed the second floor.

Chances are, he's already in the archives.

Should I go in too? Standing in the doorway, I hesitated again.

I could have chosen to run away and get out of the police station quickly, but I had a vague feeling that there might be some secrets about Mary, and even about myself, hidden in Cabinet 1 of this archive.

That sticky note may be God's hint to me, waiting for me to solve the mystery.

Now that I'm at the door of the archives, how can I go back?

Get some courage! You're a man, get out your gun and have a duel with that guy! Can't run anymore!

So, I plucked up the courage to push the door open. Then, I rushed in, just like the cops on TV, with a gun in hand, except that I didn't say "don't move"!

However, there was no one in the archives, not a single one.

Above my head, all there is is a dim incandescent lamp.

However, as soon as he rushed in, the light suddenly flashed and went out, probably because the voltage was not enough. Between the flickering light and darkness, the room seemed a little eerie and eerie.

I turned around and took a look at the archives.

Oh my God, why is this mess in here, just like that office just now?

In the archives, there were snowflakes of paper everywhere, and the drawers and cabinets in the archives room were turned upside down, and those files were scattered everywhere.

The first feeling I had here was that this archive room seemed to have been raided?

Raiding the house? Could it be that there was a thief here just now?

Come on, this is a police station, what thief would have the audacity to break into the police station and rummage through the cabinets?

Could it be that the man in black again······