The palm pulling the door hesitated, gently pushing it ajar slightly to let the dagger wedge the door open a bit.
Then, a foot without a shoe, wrapped in matte black stockings, stretched out, its toes stepping on the dagger on the floor and lightly sliding it inward.
Next, the person closing the door didn't hesitate and swiftly pulled the door shut.
However, the door still didn't close fully, four fingers extended from the gap, pushing against the closing door. No matter how hard the person outside tried, the door didn't budge.
Then those four fingers slightly arched, pressed against the door, and a tremendous force acted upon it, pulling the nearly shut door open bit by bit again.
And what appeared as the gap widened was a somewhat gaunt face slowly emerging from the darkness.
That face looked outward, a pair of brown-gray eyes quietly watched the woman outside dressed as a nurse, speaking in an icy hoarse voice under the dim hallway light, "What do you intend to do?"
