Chapter Ninety-Five

Mo Yi roughly scanned the entire map and found that there was no special sign on it, and there was only a simple picture of this floor.

So... where does that elevator lead to, and how many floors this mental hospital has, it is still unknown.

He stared at the darkness in front of him, slowly breathed out, and his mood slowly settled into a clear and tranquility.

Now we can only take one step at a time.

Mo Yi folded the map and stuffed it into his pocket, and finally used a flashlight to illuminate the entire ward.

The moving beam of light slowly passed through the broken body nailed to the wall and his wide open blood-red eyes, across the broken backpack falling on the ground, and the wheelchair and bandages lying messily on the ground.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire ward, and everything was covered with dust, revealing a blurry outline in the dark.

After confirming that he had no other clues to fall, Mo Yi raised his leg and walked out. The door of the ward was half open, revealing the dark corridor outside.

The half-solidified blood on the ground is sticky and slippery, and when you step on it, you can't help but feel disgusted. The rust and salty smell fermented in the dark into a disturbing smell of fear.

Mo Yi carefully held the door frame with his palm and then leaned slightly to peek into the corridor outside the door.

The faint light in the depths of the corridor flashed, illuminating the small black corridor. The dark shadows were ready to move in the depths that were untouchable to the light, as if uneasy particles were floating in the air.

The half-bright lights dyed the entire corridor a terrifying feeling.

Mo Yi could almost hear the sizzling sound of the light tubes not far away, like a dying moan. The moan sounded in the dead silence.

——No more movement or not.

There was no heavy and dragging footsteps, nor the sharp metal sound, only a dead silence like a tomb.

Mo Yi let out a long sigh, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or disappointed. He put down his palm holding the door frame and walked out of the room carefully.

His muscles were tight, and his breathing was subconsciously light, and his movements were as light as a cat with a arched back.

Bypassing the falling tables and chairs and rusty wheelchairs on the ground, Mo Yi slowly walked towards the other end of the corridor - which was exactly where the staff room was on the map.

The employee card that can open the elevator is likely to be inside.

Although Mo Yi was also quite interested in the house on the map that was blackened with blood, at least now he had to find a way out for himself before making plans.

After all, he is not the only one in this layer.

So Mo Yi made up his mind to never act rashly before finding the elevator card.

He held the half-turned table with his palm, and turned his body slightly and walked skillfully from the debris between the debris, without making any sound in his actions.

Every time before passing by an open ward, Mo Yi would stop and wait, listen to the movements and peek at it, and then continue to walk forward if he made sure it was empty inside.

He walked very hard in just a few dozen meters.

Mo Yi finally walked to the door of the ward when he woke up, and the sizzling lights above his head cast down, illuminating the corridor of this section.

Mo Yi's tall and thin body became increasingly hiding under the light.

He couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart, subconsciously speeding up his pace, away from this only area illuminated by light.

And just as he was about to pass by the ward next to him, Mo Yi subconsciously turned his head and looked inside-

The light from the flashlight in your hand illuminates the deep marks on the wall.

The ugly butterfly lying on the wall spread its twisted wings, and huge spots on it flashed cold colors under the pale light, and blood slowly flowed downwards, staring at Mo Yi like real eyes.

The hollow, the godless, the decay exudes the breath of death.

But in a place where the candle is not illuminated, it is like a deep and rich ink stain that spreads heavily out of the room.

Mo Yi frowned - When he left just now, all the blood on the wall was dry and solidified, so how did the fresh blood on it appear now? Does it have anything to do with the footsteps that just sounded?

His heart was full of chaos, and he could not find any clues of connection. He was waiting for a rope that could penetrate them like scattered beads.

Mo Yijiu's uneasiness hidden in his heart and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, he had left the dim light source behind him and slowly stepped into the darkness he had never entered just now.

Mo Yi walked more carefully.

His breathing was extremely light, and only the thud heartbeat beat violently in his chest, and the sound of blood flowing amplified into a rumbling sound in his ears, and he could almost hear his nerve twitching sound.

The footsteps just now were heading towards the direction in front of you - this means that the deeper you go, the higher the chance of hitting head-on.

Mo Yi had summoned the prop to his palm again, curled up his fingers stiffly, and his muscles were tight to prevent anything unexpected happened.

He turned off the flashlight in his hand completely.

The lights of the flashlight are too conspicuous in such a dark environment, and Mo Yi cannot take that risk.

His eyes had adapted to the rich darkness in front of him. Although he could not clearly see the scenery in front of him, he could already recognize the vague outline in the darkness.

While outlining the path on the map in his mind, Mo Yi groped more carefully and moved forward slowly.

There were not many obstacles in the corridor ahead. There were empty corridors in the middle of the cold and mottled walls. In the darkness, there was no debris on the blurred ground, and it was unexpectedly smooth when walking.

The smell of blood in the air became richer again, and the sticky rust smell slowly wrapped around Mo Yi's senses like the cold and soft body of a snake, which made him feel suffocated.

Mo Yi reached out to hold the cold wall beside him, and his slightly sweaty palms pressed against the cold wall skin, and the cold stinged his skin like a needle.

Going forward is the place that was blackened by blood - and then a little further forward is the employee room.

Mo Yi's heartbeat was like a drum.

He took a deep breath in calmness and glanced at the room - the door was half-closed, only a narrow gap was exposed, and there was a deeper darkness in the gap, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Mo Yi arched his body slightly, his spine tightened into a flexible curve, and he was ready to cross the room in one go, and then rushed to the employee room.

However, at this moment, the heavy and dragging footsteps sounded again in the darkness ahead.

Mo Yi's heart thumped, subconsciously pushed open the door beside him, dodged in, and closed the half-closed door again.

After doing a series of movements, he froze his body after realizing it—

Where I am now...
Chapter completed!