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

The mature woman who had been watching the drama at the hotel front desk looked up at twelve o'clock on time. She remembered that the hotel had checked in today...more than a dozen guests?

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

Generally speaking, the overall capacity is okay, only the capacity of the fourth floor is a bit low.

What's on the fourth floor? Oh, there's a hanged guy who paid her a night fee to stay in 407 and waits for the rabbit, and there are five men and women who also paid a night fee and want to play games on the fourth floor.

Okay, it’s okay, she’s not only doing business with living people but also with dead people, as long as she has enough money.

After the mature woman settled her score, she continued to eat melon seeds and watch TV dramas. She felt that human beings have quite good achievements in entertainment, at least they are more innovative than those supernatural beings who repeat the past death methods all the time.

……

The new drama on the fourth floor has just begun.

The woman with makeup was only wearing a suspender nightgown. There was a long cut behind her right shoulder, and blood was pouring out.

She didn't wear any shoes, neither outdoor shoes nor slippers, so she ran barefoot in the corridor on the fourth floor.

The door she had just closed was being beaten again and again. At first, the sound sounded like human fists, but the subsequent sounds... seemed to be some metal tools.

The woman wiped her face and walked through the corridor at the end. She knocked on the doors of each room, matching the pleas in her mouth, but the expression on her face did not change much.

Even the slightly expanding wounds on her back and the blood flowing down her calves couldn't stop her.

Gradually, she came to the rooms near the elevator.

These are the rooms where newcomers are staying.

The woman knocked first on 411 but there was no response, then on 409. The people inside were sleeping like dead pigs, which made the woman's cry sound a little sad.

The last one was 407. She stood at the door of 407 and knocked on the door frantically, with a desperate attitude.

"Please, open the door and let me hide for a while!"

"My friend...my friend suddenly went crazy..."

"He wants to chop me... He wants to chop me with a knife!"

The woman's cry became softer and softer, until only a resentful murmur was left behind. She pressed her head against the door and bit 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 must knock on a room, otherwise everyone will be together——

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

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

The woman raised her face, and through her tearful eyes she saw a face with a not very kind expression.

To say he is unkind is a euphemism. The black-haired young man has an expressionless face, as if he could open his mouth and eat someone in the next second.

The female Chu Chu shook pitifully, and then said: "Can you let me in? I have temporarily locked my friend in the room, and he is about to break out of the door. Please..."

Bai Su looked at the long trail of blood that was dragged out in the corridor without saying anything, for fear that others would not know where the injured person had gone.

Furthermore... Bai Su shifted his gaze back to the woman in front of him.

Let’s not talk about what this ghost-like makeup can reveal, or whether it can arouse people’s sympathy. It is indeed quite dedicated to wear something like this and cry outside at night.

However, Bai Su still asked with a dark face: "Don't you guys stay up all night?"

The woman outside the door, her face covered in makeup, was stunned for a moment: "What...?"

"Forget it." Bai Su was too lazy to continue asking. He picked up the bedside towel he had used to wrap the hanged man's head, and held the woman's exposed arm through the cloth, "Come in."

He pulled the person in, then kicked his heel back and closed the door.

Something's wrong... something feels wrong.

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

There was no light on in the room of 407. The woman took two steps inside and smelled a strange smell - rust mixed with a bit of putrid smell.

Could it be that there are other supernatural beings who have arrived first?

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

But...since humans can open the door for her, that means there is no problem, right?

Moreover, even after Jindu came in, the woman didn’t think too much. She took a tissue from the table, wiped her face, and continued as planned.

"Can, can you help call the police? I... I didn't bring my mobile phone with me. The police station here is very close to here. If we call the police now, we will definitely be saved!"

Fake.

Calling the police is just an excuse. As long as a human picks up the phone and is careful, one can find that the signal indicates that it is no longer in the service area.

I was careless and didn't notice that the call to the police could be answered, but the person who answered the call was not a police officer from the police station.

The person who answered the phone was not a human being.

She knows, she has always known, she knows what the people who open the door and help call the police will go through.

Whether making a phone call or not, human beings will fall into panic.

The sadness on her face was fleeting. The woman hugged her arms and spoke pitifully: "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, but I didn't expect... I really didn't expect -"

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

"Are you afraid of light?" Someone asked from behind, "It's very similar to human reactions."

Human reaction...what does it mean?

The woman's heart was beating fast. She put down her hand and saw the scene she faced.

The furnishings in the room are like wind and rain. Although they have been cleaned, you can still see the remaining traces of the fight, and... and the rolled up and stained bedding on the floor.

The person who was cleaning didn't pay much attention, and the quilt that was pulled off the bed was rolled up hastily, with the blood-stained side facing out.

Sure enough, other supernatural beings came in advance.

But didn’t succeed? What happened?

The woman suddenly had a flash of inspiration and turned around.

The black-haired young man stood not far from her and slowly poured him a glass of water from a freshly boiled kettle. He drank the hot water in one gulp without any hesitation.

Wait... water that has just been boiled, so hot? The woman paused, her brain stuck like a rusty gear slowly turning.

From the moment she walked in, the feeling of dissonance had always been there, but she didn't think about it or care about it.

Bai Su finished drinking the hot water, put down the kettle, and turned around to walk towards the woman.

The woman realized something and backed away. Because she didn't notice the obstacle behind her, she tripped and fell into the rolled-up quilt.

When the wound on the back of her shoulder came into contact with the white cloth, it instantly turned red, like a bloody flower blooming.

Because her face was temporarily wiped clean, her delicate appearance looked even more pitiful, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Chapter completed!