Thriller Paradise

"So… the layout of this hospital is not arranged according to normal and logical physical order… and the map earlier was a 3d map…" When Feng Bujue ran on the stairs, his mind was spinning, "A quick glance will confuse you but if you overlap the scheme plans of every floor, it will turn into a 3d model. Of course… even if you manage to make out that model in your mind, it would not have helped pointed out places like this where the geography might change depending on the pull of the gravity…"

And he had reached the end of the stairs. Feng Bujue found himself in another corridor. The lights here were same as before. Even though it was still white but it was covered in a layer of haze and caused everything to have a sepia tone.

"This is the second floor?" Feng Bujue noticed as he scanned the numbers on the nearby doors. "hmm, the outpatient clinic that I was at earlier should also be on the second floor… As I expected, this kind of horizontal stairs will move the player across the same surface… The previous version of myself will be perpendicular to the current version of myself."

His mind was working as fast as his body. After a monster was chasing after him, it was no time to slow down. Feng Bujue jumped to one of the doors. The door number was 216 but it had no designated name on it so it was probably a patient's room. With a crack, the door successfully opened. At the same time, Chad's two heads poked out from the stairs and he chased after Brother Jue with a roar. Feng Bujue had no choice. He was not going to open the door slowly and give it a good look before entering it… Since his inventory was locked, using Bell of Jin Gang as guide was out of question and even if he could it… it probably won't be of much use. At that moment, he was in mortal danger. If the special effect was activated, the bell would only keep ring.

With some sigh of helplessness, Brother Jue pushed into the room and closed the door behind him. Chad's footsteps stopped the moment the door closed, it was as if the giant disappeared the moment the door was closed.

"What kind of set up is this… A simple normal door is able to stop a monster like that…" Feng Bujue gasped for air as he leaned against the door behind him. He thought to himself. [Due to his huge size, he gave up the moment he encountered a door frame?] He couldn't help but laugh. [or does he have a phobia against doors…]

In the few seconds he used to adjust his breathing and thought, Feng Bujue scanned the room he was in. It was a rather large patient's room. The light was off and the windows that faced the corridor was hidden behind a curtain. But through the light the seeped through, he could make out the shape of some objects.

"1, 2, 3…" Feng Bujue counted. There were six beds in the room, they were all pushed against the wall, 3 on each sides, facing each other. Each bed was circled inside a u-shaped iron frame. It had curtain on it. When the curtain was pulled on, it could provide the patients with some privacy.

"This should be the cheapest hospital room." Feng Bujue mumbled, he was someone who had stayed a long time at the hospital so he was familiar with this kind of environment. Normally speaking, a hospital had different grades of patient's room. Some were for two patients in one room, fitted with television; there were those that would fit six or more patients in one room, that was the worst kind, it was not that better than a dorm.

Of course, there was single room too. Those that cost money or they were only reserved for people with some reputation and level. And there were other… unique ones like non-contamination rooms for serious cases and some of the less equipped hospital might not even have these specialized rooms.

In any case, when it came to hospital services, Feng Bujue was a master at it… When he was first discovered to be 'sick', he had toyed with pretty much all the amenities City S had to offer… The level of his patient's room continued to be upgraded and the visiting doctors became more and more famous and the amount of checks he did was innumerable. From normal sickrooms to VIP single room, from the normal clinic doctor to world famous experts… from a patient's perspective, Feng Bujue had seen many things… he was in a way famous via his status as a patient, he had left an impression of his own on the medical history of 21st century.

"Hmmm… Since I am already in here…" Feng Bujue reached out towards the light switch but halfway through he stopped. "Tss… if there are indeed 'patients' inside here, wouldn't opening the light trigger some bad events…" After a few seconds of thought, he decided to stand at the door for a minute silently before switching on the lights…

This was to play it safe… It was never wrong to be too careful, after all, it only costed him a minute. One minute later, Chad outside the door would have left, if he was placed in mortal danger, he could choose to run back out into the corridor.

Therefore, Feng Bujue waited for around 1 minute at the door. Then he opened the door behind him and poked his head out to take a look. He confirmed that Chad had left before closing the door and switched on the lights.

There were four hanging lamps in the room and they were all embedded in the ceiling. Since Brother Jue switched on all of them at once, light overwhelmed the room instantly. At that moment, all the six beds were curtained off and Brother Jue could not look through any gap into any of them…

"Hah… this kind of cliched trick…" Feng Bujue took out the folding knife from his pocket, flicked out the knife, held it in his grip and slowly moved forward. "This is not so dissimilar from those games that require you to check the bathroom stalls one by one…"

He walked to the other side of the room and pulled out curtain and looked out.

Pa pa pa pa—

At that moment, all he could hear was a rapid and strange noise… that suddenly came from beside him. Feng Bujue whipped his head around from the sound and he saw… 6 extra bloody palm prints that appeared on the wall.

"Was it because I tried to look out the window?" He questioned as he pulled his gaze back to the window like it could not have been more normal for these palm prints to appear. It was complete darkness outside the window. Feng Bujue's reflection or rather Leicester's reflection was reflected on the glass.

As Brother Jue focused his eyes out the window, the Leicester in the reflection smiled at him…

At the same time, a creepy chuckle echoed in Feng Bujue's ears.

"That is scary…" Feng Bujue said contemplatively. "For a normal person… they would be startled by the bloody palm prints already, and when they turned their heads back and saw their reflection smiling back at them, there is a chance their Terror Points will jump so high, they got kicked out from the scenario."

After saying that, Brother Jue slowly closed the curtain like nothing had happened…

"Okay… time to see what are inside the beds." Feng Bujue took the knife and walked to the closest bed. He reached his hand towards the curtain.

Suddenly with a snap, a ridiculously pale hand reached out from inside the curtain and had a death grip on Feng Bujue's wrist.