It was late at night, and the whole town was shrouded in darkness, and the faint moonlight was obscured by the clouds.

The mature woman who had been watching the drama at the front desk of the hotel looked overhead at twelve o'clock sharp, and she remembered that she had checked into the hotel today...... More than a dozen guests?

She looked, there were five on the second floor, seven on the third floor, and three on the fourth floor.

Overall, the overall content is okay, only the fourth layer is a bit low.

What's on the fourth floor? Oh, a hanged ghost who paid her overnight fee to stay in 407 and wait for the rabbit, and five men and women who also paid the overnight fee to play games on the fourth floor.

Yes, yes, she is not only doing business for the living but also for the dead, as long as the money is enough.

The mature woman continues to eat melon seeds and watch dramas after settling the accounts, she thinks that human beings have good attainments in entertainment, at least more innovative than those supernatural beings who repeat the past death method every moment.

……

The new drama on the fourth floor has just begun.

The woman with her makeup was wearing only a suspender nightdress, and there was a long knife wound behind her right shoulder, which was bleeding uncontrollably.

She didn't wear shoes, either outdoor shoes or slippers, and ran barefoot down the corridor on the fourth floor.

The door she had just closed was being pounded again and again, and at first it sounded like a human fist, and then it sounded ...... Appears to be some metal utensils.

The woman wiped her face and walked through the corridor at the end, knocking on the doors of one room after another, and with the pleading in her mouth, the expression on her face did not change much.

Not even the slightest enlarged wound in her back and the blood that meandered down her calf could stop her.

Gradually, she came to the rooms near the elevator.

There are a few rooms where newcomers are staying in them.

The woman knocked on 411 and didn't respond, then 409, and the people inside slept like pigs, which made the women's cries tinge with a little grief.

In the end, it was 407, she stood at the door of 407 and knocked frantically, quite a desperate momentum.

"Please, open the door and let me hide!"

"My friend...... My friend, he suddenly went crazy......"

"He's going to cut me...... He's going to cut me with a knife! ”

The woman's cry grew softer and softer, until only a murmur of resentment remained, and she pressed her head against the door, biting her nails nervously.

What if no one opens the door? Wouldn't she be ...... No, it can't be like this, no matter what, you have to knock on one room, or everybody will be together-

Dark thoughts grew in resentment, and before she could put them into practice, the door opened in front of her.

The woman who didn't stand firm staggered forward, and then she was pushed away by an external force and couldn't help but take a step back.

The woman raised her face, and in the haze of tears, she saw a face with a not very kind expression.

It's a tactful way to say that you are not kind, and the black-haired young man is expressionless, as if he can open his mouth to eat people in the next second.

The woman shook pitifully, and then said, "Can you let me in?" I locked my friend in his room for the time being, and he was about to break down the door, please......"

Bai Su couldn't say a word and looked at the long bloodstain that was dragged out of the corridor, for fear that others would not know where the injured person had gone.

Again...... Bai Su moved his gaze back to the woman in front of him.

Let's not talk about what this ghost-like makeup can see, or whether it can arouse people's sympathy, wearing such a little bit of crying outside at night is really dedicated.

However, Bai Su still asked with a dark face: "Don't you sleep at night?" ”

The woman outside the door was stunned for a moment with a makeup-covered face: "What ......?" ”

"Forget it." Bai Su didn't bother to continue asking, picked up the bedside towel that was used to wrap the hanged ghost's head in his hand, and held the woman's exposed arm through the cloth, "Come in." ”

He pulled the man in, then kicked his heel back, closing the door.

Wrong...... Something feels wrong.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, the woman who knocked on the door of a room felt that something was wrong.

There were no lights on in 407's room, and the woman took two steps inside, smelling a strange odor - rust mixed with a little rancid stench.

Could it be that there are other supernatural beings who have taken the lead?

It seems that he and the proprietress downstairs have told that there are other residents on the fourth floor...... When thinking about "him", the woman unconsciously shuddered.

But...... Since humans can help her open the door, it means that there is no problem, right?

And the woman didn't think too much about it, she took a tissue from the table, wiped her face, and continued as originally planned.

"Can you call the police? I...... My phone didn't come out, here...... The police station here is quite close to here, call the police now, we will definitely be saved! ”

Fake.

Calling the police is just a rhetoric, as long as a human picks up a mobile phone, a little more careful can find that the signal shows that it is no longer in the service area.

I didn't notice that the call to the police could be connected, but the person who answered the phone would not be a police officer from the police station.

It's not a person who answers the phone.

She knew, she always knew, she knew what it would be like to be the person who opened the door and helped call the police.

Whether it's calling or not calling, humans get into a flustered mood.

The sad emotion on her face was fleeting, and the woman hugged her arm and said pitifully: "I'm sorry to have affected you, but I didn't expect it...... I really didn't expect—"

Before she finished speaking, the lights in the room snapped on, and the woman subconsciously raised her hand to block the light.

"Are you afraid of light?" A human question came from behind, "It's like a human reaction." ”

Human reactions...... What do you mean?

The woman's heart pounded, and she lowered her hand to see the scene she was facing.

The furnishings in the room are like wind and clouds, and although they have been cleaned, you can still see the traces of the fight, as well as ...... and rolled, stained bedding on the floor.

The cleaner didn't pay much attention, and the quilt ripped off the bed was just rolled up hastily, with the bloodstained side facing outward.

Sure enough, there were other supernatural beings who had come in advance.

But didn't make it? What happened?

Suddenly, the woman had a flash of inspiration and turned her head.

The black-haired young man stood not far from her, slowly and methodically poured him a glass of water from a freshly boiled kettle, and drank the hot water without the slightest hindrance.

Wait...... Freshly boiled, such hot water? The woman stagnated, and the brain that was stuck like a rusty gear slowly turned.

From the moment she entered the door, the sense of disobedience had always existed, but she didn't think about it or care.

After drinking the scalding water, Bai Su put the kettle down, and then turned around and walked towards the woman.

The woman realized something, and she stepped back again and again, because she didn't notice the obstacle behind her, and tripped and fell directly into the futon that was rolled up.

The wound on the back of her shoulder touched the white fabric, instantly staining the red, like a blood-colored flower.

Because she wiped her face clean for the time being, she looked even more pitiful, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Although the scene is beautiful, it is a pity that there is no one who will appreciate it.