“What’s wrong, Doctor?” Fatty asked, instinctively on guard.

Jiang Cheng stared at the doorknob for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze and said in a calm voice, "Nothing, let's go."

"Oh."

No one could be sure if the corpse would undergo any strange changes, so Fatty dared not turn his back to it and had to carry it as he walked.

This greatly restricted their movements.

Several times they heard the rustling sound, but they managed to avoid it. With many close calls, they finally reached the main door on the first floor.

The door was open, and the surroundings were quiet.

Just as Huai Yi had seen, there was a layer of lead-gray mist outside the door. Separated by a single door, the inside and outside were like two different worlds.

"Doctor," Fatty said, hiding around the corner, peering half his face towards the door, whispering, "There wouldn't be an ambush, would there? I always see that in movies. At the end, the protagonist thinks he's won, but the villain suddenly stands up, and then there's a fierce battle, and a major supporting character on the protagonist's side dies. At the end of the movie, the protagonist mourns the supporting character, and it's all very emotional."

Hearing Fatty say this, Jiang Cheng turned his head and stared at him with a strange look.

Fatty grew nervous under Jiang Cheng's gaze, swallowed, and asked, "Doctor, why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing," Jiang Cheng said. "I just want to tell you, if our experiences are ever adapted into a novel, I'm definitely the protagonist."

After thinking for a few seconds, Fatty's face suddenly turned ugly. He seemed to have realized that he was the supporting character who would be sacrificed at the end of the movie.

After watching for a while, they heard a strange sound overhead, seemingly coming from the third floor, or somewhere slightly lower on the second floor.

Fatty felt like something was looking for them. He was a little nervous. "Doctor, aren't we leaving yet? It sounds like that thing is about to find us."

Jiang Cheng stood sideways, his eyes, clear black and white in the dimness, fixed on the doorway, a strange look appearing in his eyes. "What did the door look like when we came in?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's question, Fatty hesitated for a moment. "Doctor, I don't understand what you mean."

"I mean, how did we open the door when we came in?"

Fatty blinked, and replied, "Shi Xiaoya opened it."

"It was pulled open from the outside," Jiang Cheng confirmed, then raised his chin towards the door. "Then look at it now, how is that door open?"

Shifting his gaze, Fatty looked at the door again, and then, as if suddenly realizing the problem, a chill ran down his back.

The door was indeed open, but not outward, but inward.

"I was wondering just now, the ghost-faced old woman chased us so closely at first, but now, she's not in a hurry, just making a little noise occasionally. Why?"

"To scare us, waiting for us to walk into a trap," Fatty took a deep breath and said. "This door is fake. It's waiting for us to fall into its net."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng slowly retreated into the darkness behind him. "We're going back."

Jiang Cheng led Fatty, Fatty carried Xiaoting's body, the two of them one in front of the other, and returned to the third floor.

Jiang Cheng calculated the time, set an alarm on his phone, and then placed the phone behind a corner. Then, the two of them quietly circled back to the first floor by a different route.

Hiding in an empty room about 20 meters from the door, the door slightly ajar, Jiang Cheng peeked out at the outside.

Fatty hugged Xiaoting's body, waiting quietly, the atmosphere a little tense.

As a scream rang out somewhere overhead, after a moment, the door actually moved. Not just the door, but the entire wall it was in began to writhe.

Slowly, a terrifying monster composed of拼湊残肢 (pīncòu cánzhī, pieced-together limbs) lowered itself from the dark ceiling, covered in viscous threads like spiderwebs.

Then, the monster quickly crawled towards the source of the scream.

About 10 seconds after the monster disappeared, Jiang Cheng immediately led Fatty to run towards the door. After the monster left, the real door was revealed.

Jiang Cheng was right, the real door was behind the fake door.

As they rushed out of the door, a roar sounded overhead. Even across two floors, they could feel the monster's anger at realizing it had been tricked.

However, it was all over.

Just as Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about what to do next, Fatty's voice suddenly sounded, filled with doubt, but even more with fear. "What's going on?"

Turning around, he found Fatty looking down, staring straight at his own arms. His arms were still in the posture of holding someone, but now they were empty.

Xiaoting's body was gone.

"Doctor, the body was just here, but the moment we went out the door, she disappeared!" Fatty said, looking at Jiang Cheng, hastily explaining.

"Don't worry, since the body is gone, that means this girl isn't the one we're looking for. Otherwise, there would be no need to continue the mission," Wang Qi said as he walked over.

Everyone was there except Shi Xiaoya, who had already seen the body.

Huai Yi and Wen Liangshan saw that Jiang Cheng and the others were alright, and their hearts, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept across Wang Qi's face, then Gao Yan's, and finally Shen Mengyun's. The latter's face showed an unnatural expression, and then she explained, "Mr. Jiang, we also encountered some unexplainable things and were trapped."

But Jiang Cheng's temper was unusually good. He nodded and said, "I know. Thank you for your hard work."

This, on the contrary, made Shen Mengyun feel a little awkward.

Back in the dorm, Fatty told Huai Yi what had happened after they separated, emphasizing that he was sure he had seen a special girl, and that it was Xiaoting.

Then he sighed, regretting that by the time they went back, she was already dead, and her body was still warm.

Huai Yi pondered for a moment, and brought up the same question they had thought of before: the ghost-faced old woman rushed out to chase them, so who killed Xiaoting?

"I don't know. There wasn't a single wound on Xiaoting's body. She looked like she was asleep," Fatty said, recalling the scene at the time, also feeling very strange.

"There was water on the doorknob of the autopsy room," Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "But there wasn't any when I opened the door the first time."

Hearing this, Huai Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had thought of something. He said urgently, "Water... is that the guy that's been following us?"

Jiang Cheng didn't give a conclusion, but just continued his analysis: "The thing you said was following us in the medical building, it should be the same one."

Hearing this, even Fatty realized that this matter was not that simple.

The thing that left the water stains first appeared last night, outside the dorm door, and then followed them all the way to the activity center.