"Something is very wrong here."
Zhang Han, who was at the front, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Listening to the footsteps coming from the corridor above, it seemed like a group of people was descending the stairs, while at the same time, there were sounds of footsteps climbing up from the lower floors.
The sounds were dull, devoid of the lightness, variation, and liveliness of normal human footsteps, only a mechanical stiffness remained.
Everyone present had dealt with supernatural events before, and upon hearing this kind of footsteps, they were acutely aware of what was happening around them.
"It's more than just wrong; it's as if we're surrounded. The ghosts from earlier couldn't have already woken up, could they?" Sun Yi started to panic.
"We can't go forward, and we can't go back. What do we do now? Isn't this a dead end? Are these things trying to force us to jump from this ten-story building?"
