He tore open the collapsed shed roof, and a huge amount of dust forced its way into his nostrils. The suffocating stench made him cough violently, leaving him unable to breathe.
After clearing away the hospital beds, equipment, and bricks blocking the way, the flashlight's powerful beam illuminated an area where half a wall had collapsed.
White Wolf covered his mouth and nose, struggling to breathe. He fixed his eyes on the crooked sign on the fallen wall—"CT Room."
"So it was hiding here..."
Through the toppled steel door, he could not see what was inside the CT Room. He could only feel a coldness that made him deeply uncomfortable.
It was as though this was not a CT Room, but a freezer, storing something horrifying inside.
Darkness seeped out from within. Faint noises echoed—like rubble collapsing, or perhaps someone walking slowly.
White Wolf did not sense any warning of danger. He sensed nothing at all; aside from the cold, there was no other abnormality.
But that was clearly the most terrifying thing.
Because they could now basically confirm that the ghost was here.
White Wolf took a deep breath and looked back over his shoulder. It was still quiet behind him. The flare's fire showed signs of falling, yet no one had come.
He wanted to wait a little longer—for Wei Jiande's light, and for the other employees.
But when he turned back and looked toward the CT Room's open doorway, he felt that if he did not make use of the ghost's "vulnerable period," he might never get another chance.
In the end, White Wolf still made the decision he had originally planned.
First, he pulled out the shard of glass embedded in the sole of his Right Foot and roughly bandaged the wound.
Then he stood at