You Scoundrel, You're Scheming Against Me!

The Liwan Private Hospital is white in its primary color, making it the most conspicuous and unique building in The Town.

Prying open the rusted iron gate, one finds yellowed Medical Record sheets scattered across the pitch-black corridor; picking one up at random, it is inscribed with words like terminal illness, death, or malignant contagion.

Glass windows rattle in the wind, emitting a creaking sound, while the doors to every patient room stand wide open, as if the deceased patients have returned and might emerge at any moment.

Fingermarks remain on the doorframes, the walls are covered in unknown creeping plants, and large sections of the ceiling have peeled away, revealing strange patterns that resemble a Human Face.

This hospital is one of the most terrifying scenes in The Town, welcoming all visitors with its own unique posture.

The floor is cracked and creaks underfoot; in this deathly silence, even the slightest sound feels deeply unsettling.

"Where did that guy named Li Xu go? They entered only a dozen seconds before us, so how could they vanish in the blink of an eye?" Wang Yan's expression is grave. He stands in the triage hall, eyeing the two corridors and hoping to discern their path from the debris on the floor.

To his surprise, both corridors show signs of having been walked upon, with seven or eight sets of footprints alone.

"There is someone else in this building besides us." Wang Yan stares at the footprints, hesitating.

He knows full well that the Haunted House Actor staff are masters of terror; encountering even one could drive a person mad, and there might be several lurking in this building right now.

"Which way should we go?" Wang Yan's Girlfriend asks. She is dressed in stylish, skimpy clothing, and her body is trembling