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As Xia Xiaoyu felt an overwhelming sense of terror, the corpses in the entire Morgue began to rise one after another.
There were both old and young, men and women, but after all, they were corpses, each with a pale, ghastly face and vacant stares, moving stiffly...
Their hands stood upright like zombies, each with a twisted and fierce expression, glaring intensely at Xia Xiaoyu, then slowly closing in on her.
Hee hee...
A few faint giggles from a girl suddenly echoed. Xia Xiaoyu turned her gaze and saw a little girl standing in the corner, her cold face adorned with a creepy, eerie smile, staring at Xia Xiaoyu in a chilling manner.
It was the Ghost Girl... Ghost Infant that Xia Xiaoyu had seen on the rooftop of the University...
The girl emitted that bone-chilling smile, leaving Xia Xiaoyu stunned and frozen in place. However, this only lasted for a few seconds before she realized the predicament she was facing.
She began to back away as the risen corpses started to approach her like mindless creatures, seemingly intent on grabbing Xia Xiaoyu by the neck.
Surprisingly, faced with such a scene, Xia Xiaoyu did not scream; her mind was focused on just one thought: to get out of there.
She turned around and started to run. The corpses behind her emitted strange cooing sounds that sent shivers down Xia Xiaoyu's spine.
In the hollow corridor, Xia Xiaoyu ran swiftly, the sound of footsteps piercing through the silence, echoing eerily around her.
Not long after, Xia Xiaoyu arrived at the Staircase Entrance leading upstairs, but she did not go up. She could sense that she seemed to be at a dead end!
She took a few steps and reached the elevator door. Despite her fear of the elevator at that moment, Xia Xiaoyu felt she had no other choice.
The elevator still displayed the twelfth floor. When she pressed the button for the twelfth floor, the elevator started moving again. Her heart was racing beyond anything she had ever experienced; it was an indescribable fear.
Tap, tap, tap...
Suddenly, vague and indistinct footsteps echoed from the nearby Staircase Entrance. Xia Xiaoyu was startled, and the footsteps grew louder.
She knew it was the woman from the black mist coming down from upstairs...
Panic began to set in as she anxiously glanced at the elevator's display; it had only reached the eighth floor... The indicator arrow continued to flicker, but Xia Xiaoyu's heart raced even more.
"Woo woo woo..."
At that moment, Xia Xiaoyu saw a scene that made her scalp tingle with terror: all the corpses from the Morgue had emerged from a distant corridor, filling it to capacity, and then they began shambling toward her. Those cold, venomous eyes and pale, ghastly faces sent chills down her spine.
She was now surrounded...
Xia Xiaoyu felt an unprecedented urgency. She glanced at the elevator again; it had only reached the fourth floor...
She had never felt such a sense of urgency before. Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat as she anxiously paced back and forth.
Tap tap tap...
From the nearby Staircase Entrance, the footsteps became increasingly clear. Xia Xiaoyu could even imagine that the woman in the black mist had reached the corner of the Staircase Entrance. Turning around, Xia Xiaoyu saw that the corpses were less than twenty meters away from her. At such a close distance, Xia Xiaoyu could see the terrifying faces of those corpses even more clearly.
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