A pungent smell of blood mixed with formalin hit him in the face.
The space around him shimmered momentarily, and his clone quickly teleported a short distance away.
"Bang!"
The door in front of him was shattered as it opened, revealing a skeleton, stripped of its skin, enveloped in muscle tissue, and continuously oozing blood and formalin. It grimaced at him, its bones smeared with blood where it appeared.
Footsteps thudded, and a strange light laughter seemed to permeate from behind, echoing endlessly in the empty hallway. The once calm ceiling was now coated with red and black hues, with blood dripping down.
"Let's leave this place," Su Ming'an ordered from afar.
The clone immediately turned and ran, sprinting down the deserted corridor. The rooms on both sides appeared to have vanished altogether, offering no place to hide.
The whispering in his ears became clearer, as if a girl was gently breathing into his ear.
"Stay with me."
