"Ah!!!" Once night fell, screams began coming from different parts of the hospital. From the upper floors of Building One and the laboratory in Building Two, the screams sounded so distorted that the players couldn't even tell whether they came from a man or a woman. In their minds, the cries automatically took on the voice of someone they knew, making their blood run cold in the dead of night.
On top of that, conditions inside the hospital were worse than yesterday. Black patches had spread across the corridor floors, and a strange, pungent smell drifted everywhere. Some players had planned to sneak out at night to steal samples, but now they didn't even dare leave their rooms.
With the situation growing worse, the players were forced to cooperate. Gu Yu, Zheng Liang, and the others gathered with some Black Players to discuss what to do.
They had tried the First Task during the day, but none of the players had cleared it. Instead, the players who had undergone psychological treatment had all developed one problem or another.
"I kept a close eye on that scar-armed guy," said a Black Player with a buzz cut. "After his treatment this afternoon, he didn't come back out. Just now, while the hospital was being disinfected, I saw two security guards carry a body bag out of that Treatment Room. I heard he was scared to death."
"Scared to death?" For the already frazzled players, that was the last thing they needed. "What could scare someone to death? There weren't any weird ghosts or monsters in the hospital during the day!"
"I don't know the details," the buzz-cut Black Player said. "But I've figured this much out: this hospital is definitely experimenting on patients. Scar-Arm might have died because of it."
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