"Let me find you? Is there anything wrong?" The crooked words on the medical record list made the scissors uncomfortable. He stopped on the first floor of the hospital and stood in the middle of the corridor.

The half-open ward door automatically without wind, making a creaking sound, dust kept falling from the dilapidated ceiling, and the sound of paper scratching the ground from time to time can be heard in my ears.

After midnight, standing alone in such a scene, saying that you are not afraid is definitely a lie.

"Scissors" held the scissors in his hand tightly, and he tried hard to pretend to be calm: "When did this piece of paper be stuck behind me?"

Looking back, scissors looked at the wards he had just passed: "The guy who gave me stickers should be in a certain room I just passed by."

He was very scared, but he was not yet at the point of losing his mind. He was always reminding himself that he was playing a cold-blooded perverted murderer who wanted to stay calm at all times.

"The weaker the more the ghost will bully you, you cannot be afraid, or at least you cannot show fear."

The case was stacked and stuffed into the pocket, and the scissors carefully pushed open the half-open ward door next to it.

The bed sheets were torn to pieces and the hospital bed was poured down, as if there had been some ferocious monster on it.

"Is this a critical ward in a hospital or a mental hospital?" Scissors did not enter the ward rashly, but just stood outside and watched.

The hospital bed is not big, only the bed and wardrobe can barely hide people.

"The guy who made fun of me is not here." You can see at a glance under the bed that the door of the wardrobe was also open, and it was empty inside and there was nothing: "It should be in other wards."

He was so panicked that he didn't change much, but his expression didn't change much. He swung his stiff legs and walked towards other wards.

"This room is empty, this room has no..." The scissors are getting faster and faster, and finally came to the ward near the exit of the hospital.

"After I entered the hospital, I went directly into the corridor. During the whole process, I passed these wards. The other wards were all empty, so it must be in this last room." He sweated in his palm holding the scissors, and he slowly pushed open the door of the ward.

A pungent smell came from the house, the smell of disinfectant and blood mixed together.

"Are anyone dead in this room?"

The scene in the ward was shocking. The dyed bed sheets were randomly stuffed under the bed. On the window with anti-theft nets were hung with torn into pieces. There were long wigs in the closet. The most terrifying thing was that the snow-white wall was written in blood and guess where I was hiding?

Comparing the handwriting, you will find that the bloody words on the wall and the bloody words on the case list are from different people. This discovery makes the scissors even more uneasy: "More than one 'person' plays hide-and-seek games in the hospital?"

He was determined to retreat, ran out of the ward, preparing to leave the hospital for the time being: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. The reason is that, but it is still a bit difficult to practice."

When I returned to the hospital gate, the scissors' face changed completely. The hospital's big iron gate was closed at some point.

"what to do?"

The scissors were a little helpless. He bit his lip, the wound on his face was touched, and the pain calmed him down: "Go and find out if there is a window."

All the windows of the ward on the first floor are equipped with anti-theft nets. He has seen them just now, and now he has placed all his hopes on the second floor.

"For this day, I have been exercising for a long time. I shouldn't be injured if I jumped from the second floor, but if I jumped from the third floor, it wouldn't be necessary." With my bag and scissors running towards the second floor.

At this time, he had completely given up on the hide-and-seek game, and he had never thought of really playing games with ghosts.

Stepping on the stairs, three steps at a time, when he reached the corner of the stairs, his light swept his gray feet.

The feet were not far from his head. He looked up and saw another pair of dead gray calves. When he looked up, the thing was gone.

"Damn?"

Unprepared, the scissors' calves became weak, and he never expected that the thing was so close to him, just a few steps away.

"He's around me, even looking at me somewhere!"

Stopped at the corner of the stairs, and didn't know if the scissors should continue to walk up. He saw clearly just now that those things were upstairs.

"The windows of all hospital beds on the first floor are equipped with anti-theft nets, so I can't get out at all. If you want to escape from this ghost place, you can only pass through the windows on the second floor."

No choice, scissors walked upstairs with their teeth.

"Don't appear suddenly again." Murched in a low voice, and ran to the second floor to the first ward on the left.

He excitedly opened the ward door and looked at the window. Outside the glass window was an anti-theft net full of clothes fragments.

"The windows on the second floor are also equipped with anti-theft nets?"

His lips were dry, and his scissors felt a little desperate.

He walked to the window, reached out to grab the anti-theft net and shook it hard for a few times.

The pain was so real when my fingers were cut by iron wire, but the city outside the window was so illusory.

"I really hope this is a nightmare and I can wake up early." The anti-theft net was very strong and could not be opened at all. The scissors let go of their hands and prepared to leave.

But just as I walked to the door of the ward, footsteps came from the safety passage on the other side of the corridor on the second floor, as if something was running.

"It seems to be coming to me, and there are still many!"

Scissors decisively locked the ward door from the inside, and stood sideways and observed the situation outside through the glass window on the door.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and several black shadows could be seen moving quickly in the corridor, as if they were coming towards the scissors.

"Can't be discovered! If you are blocked in this room, you will be dead!"

The black shadow was already very close. She scanned the ward with scissors and finally hid in the wardrobe with her backpack.

This hospital is run by privately, and the ward configuration is different from those of those large hospitals. The middle of the wardrobe is separated by a partition. After removing the partition, one person can barely be hidden.

The footsteps went from far to near, and then disappeared outside the ward door.

"Stop at the door? Have you found me?" Scissors didn't dare to go out. He was worried that he would be caught by those things as soon as he showed up, so he just stayed in the cabinet: "Hide and seek, hide and seek, I haven't found it yet, why is it its turn to come to me? Could it be because it noticed that I was going to run away?"

Control the breathing frequency, change the scissors to a comfortable position, and it seems that they have encountered something when the shoes move.

Cold sweat came out in an instant, and the scissors forced himself to remain calm. He took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Sliding the screen, the desktop wallpaper is a photo of two young people at the entrance of the orphanage. One of them is a beard, tall and strong, and the other is the same as the scissors. He seemed a little autistic at the time and wanted to cover his face when taking pictures.

"I have been taken care of by you, now it's my turn to take care of you." Scissors sighed, turned the brightness of the screen up, and shone it under their feet.

The one he just encountered was a hospital gown, and there was a diary under the hospital gown.

It was precisely because of reading his brother's diary that the scissors took the No. 104 hearse to Liwan Town. Now another diary appeared. He bent down and picked it up without hesitation.

"Liu Feiming? Is this the name of the owner of the diary?"

Looking through the diary, there was a case sheet inside. The patient's name was Liu Feiming. The diagnosis was that he fell from a high place, resulting in a fracture of his legs.

"Why does it feel like me? If you want to escape from this ghost place, you can only jump out from the third floor."

With a hint of anxiety, scissors began to read the contents of the diary.

"June 1st: When I was discharged from the hospital, I must settle the score with that cripple! I had a lame leg and my heart was also dark. After all, I worked in the engineering team under his command for so many years. This time I fell from the third floor and fell seriously injured and fell into a coma. As a result, he threw down a few hundred dollars and ignored me. This matter is not over!"

"June 2nd: I have been hurt for 100 days. I really don't know when I will be able to go out. Staying in this hospital is so boring. I don't know how my family is doing. Did Brother Li, a fellow villager, tell them about my injury, don't show any more."

"June 3: Why do you feel that the nurse doesn't like me? Every time you change the medicine, you run away, just like the plague-avoiding god, look down on the poor? Let's talk about it when I become rich in the future."

"June 4: So boring, there is not even a person talking, why can't the doctors and nurses come? Isn't it said that the beds are tight outside? There is still an empty hospital bed in my room. Why would they rather arrange it for him to live in the aisle than let him live with me? Is this discriminating against me? This group of dogs are snobbish with low eyes."

"June 6: What is the ward next to you doing? I'm going to make trouble at night and let people sleep? The service attitude of this broken hospital is so bad. I really want to write an anonymous letter to complain to them."

"June 7: At around 2 a.m. tonight, the next door started to tossing again. Is this a lunatic living? Why is there any sound of hitting the wall?"

"June 8: I couldn't bear it anymore. I had a big fight with the next door at night. I thought they were so powerful, but they were just a group of cowards and didn't even dare to reply. I've been suffocating me these days, and it's great to have a fight with them."

"June 9: When I woke up in the morning, a child was lying beside my bed. I was startled. After asking clearly, I realized that it was the child of a patient next door. His parents are also very kind, and such a young child dared to let him run around, but then again, this child is quite cute and doesn't admit to having children. I have lived here for so long, and this is the first time someone has come to talk to me on his own initiative."

"June 10: I became friends with the child. This little guy is very clever and worried about being discovered by the nurse. Every time someone comes in, he will hide and never be discovered."

"June 13: I have been familiar with my child these days. He likes to play hide-and-seek. Sometimes he comes to me at night. I really didn't expect that I am quite interested in children. I promised him that when I can get out of bed, I will accompany him to play hide-and-seek in the hospital. In addition, the parents of this child are also good, at least they will not be as snobbish as nurses and doctors. I don't know what disease they are suffering from. They have been in hospital for so many days."

"June 14: Tonight, a cancer patient died in Room 305. There were many doctors and nurses. But I was surprised. Why did they have to go around the door of my ward when they went downstairs? I would rather go so far than pass by my ward. I am on the blacklist?"

"June 15: The plaster was finally removed. I thought the doctor had forgotten me. Today, the wind was strong, so I couldn't go out to move."

"June 15th night: It's not so right. Why did I hear a familiar voice in the next ward? This voice is a bit similar to the old man who died yesterday? I asked the child, but the child didn't say anything. He insisted that I play hide-and-seek with him at night. If he could find him, he would tell me the answer. My legs are not yet slick. Go out to run at night, don't scare the nurse on duty anymore."

"June 16: Oh my God! What's going on? Today I got up early and walked out with a cane. When I wanted to see the patients in the next ward, I found that I was living in the first one on the left side of the corridor! Further to the left was the utility room, there was no ward there! I could hear their conversation every night, and that child! Damn! I finally understood why the nurse and the doctor were not here."

"On the night of June 16th: The doctor disagreed with me from discharge. The medical expenses are still owed a large part of the money. None of those friends are reliable! I will leave this ghost place tomorrow, but the key is how to get through tonight, and will that child appear again?"

"June 17: I have to leave. The child came in again last night. He asked me to play hide-and-seek with him! He has been running in my ward. Am I crazy? Why did I promise to play with him before? You can't stay here anymore. If the hospital doesn't let me leave, I will leave. If you stay here, you will be killed sooner or later."

"June 17: What to do? What to do? I'm really going crazy! When I went downstairs in the afternoon and wanted to leave, I stood on the stairs and suddenly felt someone behind me. When I turned around, I saw that the child was behind me. He was asking where I was going? Why didn't I play hide-and-seek with him!"

"June 18: The coworker's phone number couldn't be reached, the contractor ran away, the hospital refused to let me go, and owed a large amount of medical expenses. This is to force me to death! Forget it, don't worry, run out first, then talk about it."

"June 18: It's over. When I went downstairs, I was pushed and my leg bone was injured again. The doctor looked at the surveillance camera and said that I fell down from the upstairs by myself. But I clearly saw that it was the child who pushed me! He didn't want me to leave, and I told the truth. Why didn't anyone believe me?"

...

"July 1st: This should be my last diary. I had broken legs, my eyes were poked, my throat was hoarse, my finger bones were chopped, and I could no longer escape. I knew that the child should be right next to me now, there was no ward next to me, they were actually all in my room, I found them, but I could never escape again."

After reading the last page of the diary, the scissors' heart was cold: "There is no ward next door? They are all in this room?"

His body was trembling and the scissors never dared to stay in the ward again. He pushed open the cabinet door.

After rushing out of the cabinet, scissors looked at the door of the ward next to him, and his brain instantly turned blank.

On the glass window of the room door were squeezed with pale faces.

"I found you."
Chapter completed!