In the darkness, everything was silent.
Pulling the quilt over his head, Nan Tian instinctively held his breath.
The power outage had come without warning. Luckily, he had already been lying in bed looking at his phone, so he had not been caught completely off guard. The quilt gave him a considerable sense of security.
Lying perfectly still beneath the quilt, Nan Tian listened closely to the sounds outside.
Earlier, he had lit candles around the room in preparation for a power outage, but the moment the electricity cut out, the candles' flames had quietly gone out as well.
The entire room was pitch-black and so quiet that he could hear the faint wind outside. But soon enough, strange sounds came from beyond the quilt.
First came a heavy thud, as if something had fallen to the floor. Then came hurried footsteps on the floorboards. A baby's crying sounded from the direction of the bathroom, only to abruptly cut off amid a dull sound like a blade sinking into bone.
An overwhelmingly strong smell of blood instantly reached Nan Tian's nose.
"..."
Frowning deeply, Nan Tian slowly curled himself into a ball and pressed down hard on the edge of the quilt from within.
—The Quilt Barrier was invincible.
At the same time, Nan Tian rapidly mulled over everything he had just heard.
Though the sounds had been somewhat distorted by the quilt, he had already formed a rough picture of what had happened in his mind.
A murder was taking place in his room, and that baby had likely already died.
But... where had it come from?
Although nothing happening in this hotel would have seemed strange, there still had to be some basic logic to it.
After all, even ghosts were people after they died, weren't they?
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