"If I hadn't left marks along the way, I'd have thought I was caught in a ghost wall."
Jiang Qiao walked down the corridor.
He had already passed three intersections, yet the surroundings on either side hadn't changed at all. Even the designs of the wall lamps and chandeliers and the patterns on the walls kept appearing over and over.
The numbers on the doors were even more uniform: 003, every last one of them Room Three.
He had no idea what that signified.
Along the way, he had opened several rooms to inspect them and even burned one room completely clean. But nothing had happened. No vicious ghosts had appeared, nor had any inn staff come to stop him.
It was as though this were simply an abandoned corridor.
"That doesn't make sense."
Jiang Qiao felt puzzled.
By his reckoning, an area as difficult to enter as the fifth floor had to harbor some major problem. Even if it hadn't revealed itself at first, after he had traveled this far, some clues should have surfaced.
Just as a chick would eventually show its black feet.
Yet although everything about the fifth floor seemed unusual and traces of the supernatural could be found, it behaved just like an ordinary inn floor, with nothing going wrong.
Rather than the Weird Tales Inn, it seemed more like an abandoned haunted building.
Still, he wasn't in a hurry.
He continued forward, leaving a mark every now and then: a talisman, some damage to the carpet, or a crack punched into the wall... anything to leave this corridor a little less intact.
"Rather than the Fifth Floor of the Inn... this feels more like a maze..."
"It would be pretty good for trapping people..."
Suddenly.
A thought surfaced in his mind.
He remembered that