the other side.

Park Yunjin was walking towards Director Li's office.

What's different from other colleagues is...

Because Director Li wanted to have a good view of the entire hospital's activity venue.

Therefore, Director Li’s office was set up alone on the fourth floor...

Distance from the fourth floor.

It's not that far.

But you can reach it by climbing a few more stairs.

But at this time Park Yunjin.

Just like Yang Xiaohui, standing quietly in the middle of the dark corridor with only the light of the green passage sign...

He was a little out of breath.

This was obviously the result of climbing the stairs quickly.

"What...is going on?"

"I remember I was already on the third floor. Why is this still on the second floor?"

He stared at the label with a slightly dusty "2" number on the wall in the corridor.

His face doesn't look very good.

"What the hell..."

Park Yunjin took out her mobile phone and illuminated it.

Continue to climb a few more floors...

But after passing the corner of a staircase again, he looked at the "2" floor sign that had not changed.

Can't help but feel a little weird.

"What's going on?"

He looked down at his phone.

Unlock the lock screen and prepare to find the contact information of the doorman and call him to ask if his location can be seen on the surveillance camera.

But.

Just like most ghost stories.

After he dialed the phone.

Under a few harsh sizzling sounds of electricity.

Only a gentle female voice came, indicating that the other party's phone was on a call...

In doubt.

Park Yunjin called other colleagues again, such as Xiaodai who was patrolling the hospital.

But there is no exception.

Can't even make a call...

The green light of the signboard in the originally dark corridor looked particularly scary.

Can't help but.

Pu Yunjin remembered that the new patients who arrived a few days ago always complained about seeing supernatural things.

Various strange ghost stories.

Plus the patient who died in the room not long ago and was told it was suicide...

Those horrific images stuck in my mind.

At this moment, Park Yunjin's imagination surged out uncontrollably.

Unknowingly.

His breathing started to get heavier...

"No, there are no supernatural events. I'm just scaring myself. I should just take two steps up and get there..."

Pu Yunjin comforted herself.

Although under the scene in front of me.

This kind of comfort seems very pale and feeble.

But he still gave himself a shot in the arm and walked upstairs...

Time is passing.

The clock on the wall has turned countless times...

Park Yunjin and Yang Xiaohui.

Just trapped in the corridor.

Until the sky outside the hospital turned white for the first time.

They haven’t come out yet…

…

"That day."

"I've experienced something I've only ever imagined in my life."

"In that dark and depressing corridor, no matter which direction I walked, I couldn't get out."

"It's like a Möbius strip."

"Up and down."

"Everything will go back to the starting point..."

"The stairwell door disappeared."

"There are only endless dark gray stairs..."

"I'm starting to get scared."

"Starting to get panicky."

"In this corridor where I can never seem to get out, I seem to be going crazy..."

"The last battery of the mobile phone has been used up."

"I lost the last light source I could control."

"I couldn't control my emotions, and even hit the bare wall with my fists, trying to punch a hole in it."

"But this is obviously impossible..."

"The walls are stained with blood from my fists."

"Red and enchanting."

"I remember someone once asked me whether, as a psychiatrist, I would be stronger internally and less likely to be emotionally affected by the outside world."

"This is the misunderstanding most people have about us."

"No, it should be a misunderstanding of me..."

"I often deal with those patients."

"I don't know when my state of mind started to become extreme..."

"After I found out I couldn't get out."

"What I did was not calm down and think seriously."

"Instead, he vented his senseless violence..."

"I know this is wrong."

"But I."

"Can't control it..."

…

…

In the corridor covered with some dust.

Pu Yunjin stared at the "2" floor sign with helpless eyes that made him want to vomit.

The wound on his fist had already scabbed over.

Look from a distance.
To be continued...