Returning to the starting point, Wang Yan decided to use his last bit of stubbornness to prove everything.
"This time, I will definitely clear the scenario!"
He dragged his girlfriend back the way they came. He used all the energy in his body and ran like his life depended on it.
Zhang Jingjiu sat at the entrance of the hotel and was studying how to be an actor on his phone when he heard footsteps.
Slowly lifting his head, he saw Wang Yan and his girlfriend run past him again, and they looked even more pitiful.
"Looks like they are indeed enjoying the process of visiting the Haunted House. Screaming and running are the best way to release their emotions. Perhaps that is the purpose of the Haunted House." Zhang Jingjiu had his own realization. He understood that his occupation was not as simple as it looked; it had a deeper value.
Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran all the way back to Li Wan Private Hospital. With the thought of winning or dying, they rushed into the building.
The sickroom door was half-open, and the patients who were holding the medical records also saw these two familiar figures. They were shocked by Wang Yan's courage, but after the shock, more and more patients walked out from the sickrooms.
Scaring the visitors, the ghosts could obtain the negative emotions that they wanted from the visitors, and more importantly, scaring people was fun in itself.
"Don't turn back! If you hesitate, you'll be crushed into pieces! "
Following the stairs, Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran to the third floor.
"The end of the hospital should be here." Wang Yan grabbed his girlfriend and ran down the corridor. When they passed a room that was painted red, they suddenly felt the footsteps behind them disappear.
Originally, they were being chased by the patients from the hospital, but after a while, they suddenly gave up.
"What happened?" Wang Yan knew the workers at the Haunted House too well. Once they were provoked, they would not stop until they fainted. This was his second time entering the hospital, and after repeated provocation, they would not let him leave so easily.
"The workers won't be so kind. If they haven't chased after us, it can only mean that there's something scarier ahead!"
Wang Yan had thought this through, but unfortunately, there was no turning back.
The few rooms at the deepest part of the third floor appeared to be forbidden grounds. It was so quiet that even the background music had disappeared.
"Wang Yan …"
"Don't speak." Wang Yan still hadn't found the entrance to the morgue. He had a feeling that something was not right. When he looked back, he realized that the red door that he had just passed had opened on its own.
"There's someone inside?" Running all the way, Wang Yan's brain was a little short of oxygen. He even began to see double.
All the doors were white, but that door was painted red, as if to remind the visitors and actors to stay away from it.
The atmosphere became extremely depressing. Wang Yan anxiously searched for the entrance to the morgue. He knew that he did not have much time left.
He pushed open one door after another, but he couldn't find the morgue.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Wang Yan heard footsteps behind him. It sounded like high heels!
His heels stepped on the ground, but it felt like he was stepping on his own heart. All the hair on his body stood on end, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.
Wang Yan's girlfriend's performance was even worse. She had no strength in her legs at all and was dragged forward by Wang Yan.
"What's hiding in that room? Even when I was chased by a group of employees, I was not this afraid! It feels like my body is shaking instinctively, and every cell in my body is urging me to run. "
The sound of high heels came closer and closer. The suffocating pressure was unbearable for Wang Yan and his girlfriend. In the end, they chose to find a room to hide.
"This way!"
Wang Yan dragged his girlfriend into a nearby sickroom. The two of them covered their mouths, afraid that they would attract the other party's attention.
The footsteps came closer and closer before stopping at the door of the room that they were hiding in.
She's just outside the door!
Wang Yan and his girlfriend's eyes were filled with terror. They had nowhere to run.
His heart was pounding. Wang Yan gripped the doorknob tightly, and his body pressed against the door. He was not going to open the door no matter what!
The doorknob was turned, but because Wang Yan gripped the doorknob tightly and used his body to block the door, the other party did not open the door.
After a while, the person outside the door seemed to have lost her patience. The sound of high heels came from the corridor again. The person seemed to have walked away.
"We're saved." Wang Yan looked like he had just been fished out of the water. His whole body was soaked in sweat. "We'll go out …"
Before he finished, the sound of high heels on the ground came again.
They passed one sickroom after another before stopping outside the sickroom that Wang Yan was in for the second time.
Wang Yan and his girlfriend's hearts were hanging by a thread. No one knew what was going to happen next. All they could do was wait quietly.
Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute …
After a whole two minutes, there was still no movement outside the door. After the footsteps stopped outside the door, they did not come again.
"Did the person leave or stay outside the door?" Or are they just waiting outside? "Wang Dan laid on the ground and peeked through the crack.
The thick smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, and he saw a pair of blood red high heels standing outside the door!
The tips of the shoes were facing the door, and drops of blood slid down the side of the shoes.
Wang Yan saw with his own eyes that a drop of blood flowed down the shoes and then dripped to the ground.
"It's not paint! It's real blood! "
Wang Yan was a forensic doctor. His eyes widened with disbelief.
"This pair of high heels is dyed red by real blood!"
His eyes stared closely at the high heels. Another drop of blood slid down the shoes. Just as the blood was about to touch the ground, Wang Yan suddenly felt a chill on his neck like the drop of blood did not land on the ground but landed on his neck.
"Is it leaking?" He raised his head subconsciously and saw half of a woman's body poking into the room through the window above the door frame. She had been watching them!
The bandage peeled back, revealing a mess of flesh and blood. Curse and resentment intertwined inside her body. The woman in red reached out to grab Wang Yan.
His mind was empty, and his eyes were completely occupied by the woman's face. Wang Yan's hands that gripped the door slowly loosened, and his body collapsed backward.
All the beautiful memories flashed in his mind. In that moment, Wang Yan felt like he was looking at heaven.
…
Zhang Jingjiu watched as Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran away. After sighing for a while, he returned to practicing his acting.
He was talking to the empty table, and he was so engrossed that he did not notice a thin shadow hiding on the left side of the hotel door.
"There are rumors that the reason this Haunted House is so popular is because the actors are all real ghosts. Today, I shall verify that." Lee Changyin kept his head lowered, and a dangerous light glowed in his eyes.
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