The door was still swinging, creaking with a low creak, as if something was shaking it.

Yi swallowed violently, on her first day at work, the nurse on duty told a horrible ghost story, which she remembered.

There was a nurse on night duty before them, and one day she had cleaned the whole corridor, and when she was about to go back to the duty room, the door of the morgue suddenly opened, and the nurse came up and closed the door in confusion, and just walked a short distance, the door opened again, and there was a cold wind rushing past her feet, she instinctively looked down, and saw a face looking at her from the floor, that face had a pair of white pupils, not a little black, and a calm face with a strong dead air. The next moment, she screamed and was dragged into the floor by a pair of hands, and the next day people found her, and all her body was buried in the ground except for her head!

She remembers asking her colleague why she saw the ghost when she saw the floor, and she still remembers her colleague's answer clearly: "Because a smooth floor is the same as a mirror, and a mirror can see things that the eye can't see." ”

Now her situation was so similar to the story that she subconsciously lowered her head, and there was nothing on the floor except her own vague reflection, and at this moment, the door stopped swinging.

"Nothing." Iyi comforted herself and walked slowly towards the front, and soon she came to the door of the morgue and held out her hand to close the door.

Nothing happened, Yi Yi let out a sigh of relief, and secretly blamed himself for being cowardly, a story is a story, and if it was true, it would be a documentary.

She patted her shoulder, still a little tired, so she dragged the mop forward, and at the moment when she stepped forward, a cold wind blew through her ankle, the cold Cheng dù, close to zero, and now it is summer!

Yiyi's scalp exploded instantly, and his heart pounded.

"Don't look at the floor!" She screamed inwardly that she would be fine if she didn't look at the floor, and she gasped for breath and prepared to run away, but her legs were like lead, and she couldn't lift a single step.

This forced her to see if there was anything on the floor, and slowly, inch by inch lowered her head, Yi felt herself break down a little, and when she was about to see the floor, she snapped her eyes shut, then held her position, and opened her eyes a little bit.

'Whew' she exhaled a cloudy breath, her own reflection still on the floor, and as she lifted her head, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly she touched her head......

With a 'tom' sound, she fell to the ground as if she had seen a ghost.

Because she touched her head, she was wearing a nurse's hat, and her hair was coiled inside, so there was no green silk floating outside, and just now she saw the scene of long hair fluttering only when the wind blows.

Whose hair does that belong to?

There's someone under the floor!

Iyiwa screamed and rushed forward, and behind her, countless long hairs followed her at the same speed.

The sound of crawling echoed throughout the corridor, Yi Yi covered her ears, running with tears on her face, she knew that something must be following her, but now she has lost the courage to look back, she can only run, keep running, run helplessly.

Why haven't you seen the exit yet, Yi Yi gasped and looked ahead, not far from her, the door number of the morgue appeared not far away as if mocking her!