"What... what do we do?" Du Feng looked at Huai Yi beside him, his voice trembling. The two held their breaths, hiding in a corner of the stairwell.

Huai Yi clutched his phone tightly. It still had power, but there was no signal.

Unlike the stairwell Jiang Cheng and the others saw, the lights above them had long gone out.

Only the corridor lights were still on.

Thanks to that little bit of light, it wasn't pitch black, and the entire stairwell seemed to be covered with a layer of gray filter.

As a sound rang out, Huai Yi's expression twitched.

Here it comes again...

That sound of footsteps.

The footsteps had appeared about 10 minutes ago, not long after Huai Yi made that call, and they were below them.

At first, they thought their teammates had come to find them.

But just as they cautiously walked down, almost within earshot of the footsteps, Huai Yi suddenly stopped.

A strange look flashed in his eyes.

At this distance, the person downstairs should have heard them by now.

If it really was a teammate looking for them, how would they react to suddenly hearing footsteps approaching from above?

Putting himself in their shoes, Huai Yi would never rashly make contact without knowing whether the person above was human or ghost.

He would stop immediately and hide.

He'd confirm their identity first.

But the footsteps below didn't stop at all, and even sped up.

Was this... rushing to their death?

Du Feng also sensed something was wrong. He poked his head out, wanting to peek through the gap in the stairs, but Huai Yi pulled him back.

They exchanged a look and began to tiptoe upstairs, but then the footsteps below stopped, and after a moment, chased after them several times faster than before.

Just as he thought!

Huai Yi and Du Feng no longer bothered to hide their footsteps, and fled upstairs like madmen.

But soon, something even more desperate happened.

The footsteps below disappeared.

But footsteps sounded from above.

"Thump, thump, thump."

It sounded like someone was running towards them barefoot.

They continued to run down.

After being tossed around repeatedly, Huai Yi and Du Feng hid together while the footsteps paused.

Du Feng was trembling all over, the fear in his eyes almost solidified.

This ghost... was playing with them.

Like a cat catching a mouse, often not to fill its belly, but just for fun. The ghost wanted them to die in extreme fear and despair.

"They... are they not coming?" Du Feng tried to keep his voice down, but his voice shook badly.

Huai Yi looked at the corridor outside, where the light was gentle, as if stepping into it would free them from this nightmarish stairwell.

More importantly, so far, the ghost had not appeared from the corridor.

Nor had the footsteps.

His gaze slowly shifted away, then imperceptibly moved to Du Feng, who was turned away from him, still nervously looking around.

As if the ghost would emerge from some inconspicuous corner at any moment.

A tangled emotion welled up in Huai Yi's eyes, but a few seconds later, as the footsteps above sounded again, that tangle gradually turned into a resolute decision.

"They're not coming," Huai Yi said. "We can only rely on ourselves."

"I don't want to die." Du Feng looked a little hysterical. He naturally heard the footsteps above too.

It was the horn of death.

The ghost... was coming for them again.

He had a feeling from the bottom of his heart that they couldn't get out and would die here.

An atmosphere of despair was spreading. Du Feng suddenly raised his head, hatred growing in his eyes.

Damn... Nan Huaili!

It was all his fault!

Thinking of Nan Huaili's face, Du Feng's expression became twisted, tearing the face to pieces in his mind.

He was the one who caused all this!

If it weren't for him, how could he have been brought to this ghostly place?

And Madam Nan...

That bitch even asked him to investigate the video. This family of troublemakers.

They... they all deserved to die!

A hand landed on his shoulder. Du Feng trembled slightly. "Don't be afraid," Huai Yi's voice sounded very reliable. "We will definitely survive!"

Huai Yi's hand was warm, bringing Du Feng a trace of comfort even through his clothes.

"Brother Huai, you must save me!" Du Feng seemed to have thought of Huai Yi's previous performance. He had been to such places before.

He had survived before, and he certainly could this time!

Looking into Du Feng's eyes, Huai Yi nodded. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. There was no time to delay. A decision had to be made.

"It definitely won't work if we stick together," Huai Yi glanced at the ceiling and said quickly. "There should only be one ghost. We only have a chance if we separate."

"Have you noticed that there haven't been any ghosts in the corridor? One of us will stay to attract the ghost's attention, and the other will run along the corridor."

"Once we escape, we'll immediately find the others and bring them back to save the person who stayed behind. As long as we're fast enough, there's still..."

"I'll go get people!" Du Feng looked at Huai Yi, nodding and vowing, "Brother Huai, I can run fast. I'll bring people back to save you as soon as I get out!"

Staring into Du Feng's eyes, the last trace of hesitation that had been lingering in his eyes disappeared. "Then I'll leave it to you," Huai Yi said. "Du Feng."

Du Feng's face was slightly unnatural being stared at by Huai Yi like that, but under the great fear, it all made sense.

"Brother Huai," Du Feng swallowed and said quickly, "What time do you think..."

The footsteps above had disappeared at some point, but in this situation, the disappearance of the footsteps was even more terrifying than their sudden appearance.

After all, no one knew whether the footsteps would appear right in front of them next time.

"Right now," Huai Yi said.

Without delay, Du Feng immediately stood up and ran quickly towards the corridor.

At first, he had been worried.

But the moment he rushed into the corridor, all his doubts vanished.

The chill that had been lingering in his heart disappeared, and even the light shining on him felt warm.

But if he could look back, he would see that Huai Yi had been watching him leave, his eyes filled with an inexplicable complexity.

A moment later, he slowly retreated into the darkness behind him.

As Du Feng ran, he observed. The nearby doors were all locked, and they looked somewhat familiar.

Soon, he realized.

This was the 6th floor!

He had been here before.

Just as he was about to run to the other side of the corridor, the lights in the stairwell opposite flickered and went out.

Immediately afterwards, hurried footsteps sounded, and several patients in hospital gowns poured out of the darkness, rushing towards him on all fours.

These people... had no faces.