Darkness shrouded the Ghost Post Office, and the entire building was silent.
It was said that all sorts of strange things happened after the Post Office lights went out at six. Messengers staying in the Post Office were best off not going out at night, or they might disappear for no reason and never be found again.
But the dangers lurking in the darkness could not scare everyone away.
Yang Jian explored the darkness, trying to uncover more information and secrets about the Ghost Post Office. He knew that fierce ghosts might roam the Post Office at night, but he believed he could handle the danger.
The staircase door on the fifth floor of the Post Office seemed to be open at night.
An old double wooden door stood half-open.
After Yang Jian pushed it open, a staircase leading downward appeared before him. It seemed that following these stairs would take him back to the first-floor lobby of the Post Office.
He considered it for a moment and decided to go down and take a look.
The old wooden stairs creaked in the darkness, as though they had fallen into such disrepair that they could collapse at any moment.
Black haze, as thick as fog, enveloped the surroundings, making it impossible to see what lay below. Even Ghost Eye's vision was obstructed, leaving him able to see only a very limited distance.
After Yang Jian descended one flight of stairs, he suddenly stopped.
He heard a sound.
Footsteps were climbing the stairs. Though they seemed far away, there was no doubt that they truly existed.
Something seems to be coming up the stairs from below. Yang Jian frowned. Is it a ghost?
His first instinct was that he had encountered a fierce ghost.
It was currently the Post Office's lights-out