Everyone looked at each other, with a trace of fear on their faces, they didn't dare to go out, I didn't hesitate much, I walked to the door, let these people go out to die, it was definitely not okay. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I vaguely felt that the ghost in my arm seemed to be connected to some very powerful ghost in this building, and the illusion I had just cast had triggered what they saw.

I made up my mind, no longer paid attention to their whispers, and walked straight out, but I didn't expect that as soon as I made a move, Li Ming and Mu Tie walked quickly and grabbed me.

I didn't say anything, the illusion was launched again, pulling everyone except Wen Fan into the illusion, one was the same as before, the difference was only that I was pulled by the illusion.

Then I continued to walk outside, pushed the door open, a cold wind blew in the dark corridor, I stomped my foot, the voice-activated light did not come on, I didn't care, followed the slightest sense in the dark, and walked downstairs.

The direction seems to be the basement that we have missed before, intentionally or unintentionally.

A minute later, I walked to the door of the basement, all the way unimpeded, but the temperature kept dropping, the sound of the rain outside was in stark contrast to the silence in the corridor, those mentally ill people did not know where to go, they were not there, I passed by a dozen wards, either locked or open, but no one.

According to the time before I went to bed, it was about 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was obviously impossible for those patients to go to sleep or do outdoor activities on such a rainy day, so I can only draw one conclusion when I combine all this.

We're in the ghost realm right now.

"It's a ghost again..."I muttered to myself in my heart, but I wasn't half afraid, I can't tell what kind of mood I'm in now, in short, I have a sense of confidence for no reason, this ghost can't do anything to me!

Holding the doorknob in the basement, I was just about to twist the handle to open the door, when I suddenly came to my senses, and instantly got goosebumps, and I was afraid.

What happened to me just now? Would I choose to face a terrible ghost? There's something distinctly quirky about this basement! I still followed the induction, I didn't see anyone along the way, I didn't feel any fear, how is this possible? As I think back to the journey I have just taken, some details that I have overlooked gradually emerge.

The messy hospital room, the tattered sheets, and the whispers that kept echoing in the ears, like the whispers of ghosts.

Dusty doors, blood-stained walls, bloody and horrible bloody handprints! The smell of decay and dampness, and... There is a growing sense of threat.

How did I notice this?

I looked at the door in front of me with some fear, and the hand holding the doorknob quickly let go, as if the thing behind the door was disturbing my emotions in various ways to get me here...

I made up my mind and walked back, constantly telling myself in my heart that no matter what I thought for a while, now, now! The movement of the body must be backwards, and it must be towards the ward where it was before!

Back to the two wards that were specially prepared for us... Wait, two wards? So why was everyone in the same ward before? Sure enough, from the very beginning, from the time I woke up, from the time this sudden heavy rain began to fall, we were no longer in the real world, and it was very likely that after I woke up, I stood in front of the window and looked at the black clouds, and we were dragged into the ghost realm.

After that, Wen Fan's outrageous actions, and the other things that those people saw in the illusion I set up, were all done by that powerful ghost! No wonder I always find them emotionally abnormal! Now that I'm out, those people are most likely in trouble!

Thinking back to the decision I made to "come to the mental hospital" before, my vest was already soaked in cold sweat, damn, didn't that unwarranted confidence and murderous intent start at that time? Although I got rid of the killing intent after that, that confidence was still there, and I went to the basement, does that mean...

At that time, I was already affected by the power of the ghost? Thinking of the terrifying power of the ghost sealed in my arm, as long as I thought of it, I would be pulled into the ghost realm whenever I thought about it, and I became more and more sure that this was a terrible ghost!

Ye Qinghan is probably not here because he thought I was here, but he didn't come, and he was busy with other things, so he wasn't dragged into the ghost. I feel like there's a commonality... A common trait, but for a moment, I didn't think to use words to describe this commonality.

Suddenly, an extremely unsettling aura surrounded me from all directions, I screamed, ran in horror, ran desperately in the direction of everyone, and after running a dozen steps, I immediately stopped again,! Where did that fatal fear of dying if you didn't run come from? That awesome ghost is still influencing me!

I slapped my face hard to calm myself down, no, it's not enough, I want to be completely and absolutely calm, otherwise I might do something stupid under this constant emotional inducement!

Taking a deep breath and pressing my steps, we walked towards the third floor, where the room vacated for us was on the third floor. The worst possibility is that they have all regained their previous arrogance and blind faith, and have gone to find the so-called "eternal life", which now seems to be a trap, a trap!

A few minutes later, I slowly pushed open the door of the ward with a depressed mood, the worst could happen, here, empty, not even Wen Fan was there, this building has four floors, I walked all the way from the basement and didn't meet anyone, so to speak, they went to the fourth floor?

A scream came from the fourth floor, and I immediately ran to the fourth floor, but when I ran to the fourth floor, I found that it was empty.

It took me five minutes to search the room carefully, but I still couldn't find anything that could scream, as if what I had just heard was a hallucination.

I didn't even see a figure except for the dark tones, the eerie whispers, and the musty smell, and when I stepped out of the last room, I turned around and saw a staircase leading to the upper floor.

And also? After a short period of surprise, it became clear that this was not the real building, just a ghost realm, and it was not strange to have a few more floors, but why didn't I see it when I came up?

This means that it is because of my arrival that the staircase leading to the fifth floor has appeared, which is another trap.

But I can't help but go up, there is no one on all floors, and I can't go to the basement, what else can I do but go up and find someone else? Since the screams are not on the fourth floor, they may be on the fifth floor that is fabricated out of thin air, or even... Higher.

After a slight hesitation, I walked to the fifth floor, there was nothing unusual in the stairwell, the strange thing was that the thunder outside was getting smaller and smaller, and the more it was sold, the more stuffy it became, and the sound of the rain was almost inaudible, and I don't know why, maybe the rain was light, I didn't care.

Walking up to the fifth floor, it was just as dark and damp as the fourth floor, and the fifth floor was darker, more unpredictable, and intimidating in comparison.

Here, the number plate with the ward number written on it is no longer black on a white background, but has become a red letter on a black background, and the red letters are crooked, as if they were painted with blood. I stood at the door of Ward 444 and hesitated, but I didn't dare to enter. Walking to the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, I briefly searched the corridor, and I saw the stairs leading upstairs again.

There, even darker, darker, unusual, and a rush of death told me that I could not go any further.

If you go up, you will definitely die! Absolutely going to die! Trying to calm myself, I turned around and left, returning to where I came, but I couldn't see the stairs going down...

Sure enough, it's a trap, but the point is not whether it's a trap anymore, the point is, what should I do?

If you go up, you will die, and if you go down, you can't go down. My gaze drifted to the room closest to the staircase, the first one I saw—444.

Under the crimson and distorted numbers, I don't know what kind of horror something is hidden? But I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in and take a look, I didn't want to stay in the hallway, it was too passive and too passive, and instead of waiting for the horror to come, it was better to meet death.

It was my last shred of resistance when I was cornered, the right arm that gave me confidence and strength, and it was of no use in this situation.