"This security guard, highly suspected to be Ding Yuan, walked all the way to the restroom at the end of the Fourth Floor."
"He glanced inside the restroom, as if he had seen something terrifying, and was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Afterward, the surveillance feed was disrupted, and the signal cut out for several seconds."
By the time it recovered, Ding Yuan was already gone from the video.
"But we noticed that, from the doorway, the lights in the Fourth Floor restroom had gone out, leaving nothing but darkness."
"Since there were no cameras inside, we don't know what happened. For safety's sake, we also didn't send anyone to investigate."
The subordinate reported the situation discovered in the surveillance room with a solemn expression.
There was no doubt about it.
This building had already been affected by a supernatural phenomenon.
It was just unclear how far the influence extended or how serious the danger was.
"Go on."
Wan Ling nodded and motioned for the subordinate to continue.
"After discovering that something had gone wrong, the men in the surveillance room immediately reported it to me. But before I arrived, several of them heard someone whispering behind them and calling their names."
"But just like with the colleagues in the archives, there was nothing behind them."
"According to them, those voices sounded familiar. Some resembled former colleagues—and all of them were colleagues who had already died."
After finishing, the subordinate fell silent and stood aside, waiting for his superior's decision.
Wan Ling's mood grew heavy.
Things might be more troublesome than he had imagined.
"When they heard their names being called, did they answer?" Wan Ling asked.
Many evil entities would pretend to be relatives or friends and call out to people from behind.
In fact, this