The man wore a patient's gown and held something behind his back.
"I want to go inside. Can you open the door?" Xu Huo asked him.
The man's mouth stretched all the way back to his molars. He entered the code with practiced ease and said, "Once you come in, you can't leave. You have to stay here."
As soon as Xu Huo stepped inside, the man immediately shut the door. He leaned against the iron door, panting excitedly, his eyes fixed straight on Xu Huo. Then he suddenly let out a strange roar and swung the thing in his hand at him.
The blade made of glued-together toilet paper struck Xu Huo's neck. The man laughed loudly. "I killed the Cannibal Player! I killed a Cannibal Player! I've got a reward!"
Without even checking whether the person he'd "killed" was really dead, he bounced off into the depths of the corridor. Soon, even his voice disappeared into the darkness.
The Fourth Floor fell quiet again.
The layout of the Fourth Floor was clearly different from that of the Third Floor. It was at least twice as long and wide as the floor below, and the building's depth made anyone inside feel oppressed.
Xu Huo turned and entered the corridor. As he passed the first room, a figure suddenly lunged out of the shadows and slammed against the door. After making a considerable racket, it pressed its face hard against the glass window. Its nose and mouth squashed together, leaving only its rolling eyes clearly visible.
Xu Huo didn't stop. He glanced over, then looked away. As he reached the second room, the door creaked open, and a thin, bony hand reached out of the darkness, beckoning him inside.
Then came the third door, the fourth, and the fifth. When