"Close the door... hurry, go close the door!"
"Hurry!"
Nurse Liu's face was filled with terror, her entire body trembling.
Her emotional shift had been far too sudden, as though she had been ordered to do a certain thing at a certain moment.
Something was very wrong tonight. The wind outside was growing stronger, and Nurse Liu was still struggling desperately. With last night's example in mind, everyone had been on guard against her, worried she might turn into a ghost at any moment.
But tonight, she seemed to be only human.
Yet... her warning had come a moment too late.
Night had fallen abruptly. An icy wind echoed through the silent, sinister hospital, and unease filled the Main Building's lobby, as though something was about to appear.
Amid that eerie darkness and wind, Qin Manjiang clutched the red pill, waves of cold washing through his body.
His senses were far too keen, allowing him to feel it directly... countless pairs of eyes seemed to be watching him from the darkness!
A layer of white mist eerily drifted up from the supposedly solid concrete ground. It was certainly no ordinary fog, or such a strong wind would have scattered it long ago.
Nurse Liu's legs trembled. She stared wide-eyed at the white mist over the concrete outside, desperate to flee, but her legs had gone weak, leaving her unable to take a step.
Jian Cunxin was also deeply unsettled, while Qin Manjiang's ability to think was suffering repeated assaults from fear.
Cold sweat covered his forehead.
One horrifying image after another came flooding into his mind.
At that moment, the only person who had not been rendered immobile by the atmosphere of extreme terror was, unexpectedly, Chen Zhiyuan.
This use of the [Continuation Pen] seemed to have reached some critical