I walked to the door cautiously, intending to listen first.
Suddenly, the door opened. bang I was frightened and took three or four steps back.
When I looked closely, I saw a nurse standing in front of the door.
Her face was pale and pale, and one hand was still opening the door.
The other hand was holding it empty, because the iron plate in his hand had fallen to the ground, and the medicine spilled all over the floor.
"Is it fun to stand behind the door and scare people when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
After being stunned for about a minute, the nurse stared and roared.
I shrugged helplessly, it had happened and there was no use saying anything.
The nurse picked up the iron plate without picking up the medicine, and slammed the door angrily and left.
And the crying seemed to end abruptly as the iron plate fell to the ground.
Seeing that there was no movement, I lay on the bed.
At this moment, I couldn't help but think of my parents at home, my loving grandma, and my strict master.
I don’t know how they are doing now or whether they know my current situation.
Woo woo woo woo At about one o'clock, the crying came again.
I turned over and got out of bed.
This time I didn't stand by the door and listened.
Instead, I opened the door and walked out.
A gust of cool wind blew in from my collar, and I couldn't help but shiver slightly.
I thought it was another follower who was causing trouble, but when I looked back, I didn't see anything.
Following the direction of the crying, I walked forward step by step.
The hospital at night was a bit scary.
All the lights in the corridor had been turned off.
Only the safety exit signs were faintly glowing with a miserable green light.
Like the eyes of a sleepy person, they are extremely dim and look quite eerie.
I don’t know why, but the hairs on my hair stood up one by one.
I didn’t feel this way even when I was in the mass grave before.
I had already planned to turn around and cover my head and fall asleep, but the low sobs seemed to control my mind and made me approach it step by step.
I felt that the sound was getting closer and closer.
At this time, I had walked to the stairwell and listened carefully.
The sound seemed to be coming from downstairs.
I slowed down and walked cautiously downstairs.
Closer, closer.
About four floors down, a half-open door appeared in front of me.
There was still a little light inside the door.
I didn't think much and walked in directly.
Not far after entering, I saw a little girl squatting and crying outside a closed door.
I thought to myself that this little girl might be lost and couldn't find her way out so she could only cry here.
I strode over, touched her head to comfort her, and asked her why she was squatting here crying alone.
She said she couldn't find her mother and couldn't get out here alone.
She was very scared and could only squat here and cry.
She also said she hoped I could help her find her mother.
I promised wholeheartedly that I would take her up first, and I could ask a nurse to help find her mother later.
I held the little girl's hand and walked back along the way.
The little girl's hand was very cold, but I didn't care.
Maybe it was because of the cold.
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When I was leaving, I saw three big blood-red letters on the closed door: "Morgue."
When I first reached the half-open door, a security guard blocked my way and asked why I came to the morgue in the middle of the night.
Of course I didn't know what a morgue was at that time.
After asking, I found out that a morgue is where corpses are stored in the hospital. place.
I told the security guard what happened and pointed to the little girl next to me.
The security guard swore that he had not heard anyone crying at all.
If there had been any, he would have discovered it immediately.
He said that he could just leave the little girl to him and he would contact the police.
I thought it was right, it was not a problem for me to hold a little girl, so I handed the little girl's hand to him.
The moment he was about to hold the little girl's hand, he suddenly retracted it, then started to tremble.
He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
He pointed at the little girl's hand with a trembling finger.
Wrist, stumbled and ran upstairs.
I followed where the security guard was pointing and saw a white note taped to her wrist, which read: Date of death at 18:00 on December 23rd.
I instantly understood why the security guard acted so scared.
The little girl I was holding was a ghost.
I remembered Master's words that ghosts can be divided into good and evil.
The little girl didn't look like an evil ghost, so I held her hand tightly and pulled her upstairs.
"Hey, aren't you afraid that I'll hurt you?
They left me in that place and ignored me.
It's so cold there, so cold."
We were still one floor away from the ward where I lived, and the little girl suddenly asked with a strange smile. .
I felt very uncomfortable hearing that laughter, but I still answered her question.
I said she was walking in the right direction and there was nothing to be afraid of.
Those who are afraid are those who have done bad things.
She laughed twice more and then stopped talking, letting me pull her upstairs.
Counting the floor, we had arrived.
I pushed open the stairwell door and took her in.
After I entered, I was dumbfounded because the scene in front of me was not what I should see.
A blood-red full moon hung high in the sky.
The dim sky was a little depressing, and the turbid air made me cover my nose immediately.
I finally felt something was wrong, and turned around to go back.
Unfortunately, there was no door behind me, only a long wooden bridge, and I couldn't see where it led.
"Hey hey hey hey, thank you for coming here, I can be reincarnated with you as the scapegoat."
After a strange laugh, I felt my hand loosen, and the little girl disappeared.
At this moment, I felt a little regretful.
It seemed that I had encountered an evil ghost and that I had been deceived.
In desperation, I could only bite the bullet and move forward.
It is impossible to go back.
Who knows if there is an end at the other end of the wooden bridge.
After walking for about five or six hours, I finally saw people.
They seemed to be waiting for something in a long queue.
I was overjoyed and ran over quickly.
I asked those waiting in line where this place was, and they all shook their heads and said that they would know as long as they queued up to the high platform.
Looking in the direction they pointed, a high platform with a height of 100 meters was not far ahead.
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It looked a bit like an ancient city tower.
It was very majestic.
There were many people standing on the high platform, looking into the distance, not knowing.
What are they looking at.
In order to know where I was, I joined the crowd and moved forward step by step.
Those people walked forward with their heads bowed like zombies, and no one spoke.
After nearly two hours of slow movement, I finally stood on the high platform.
Standing on the high platform, I felt like I could see all the mountains at a glance.
Looking around, I was stunned: