Chapter 100

The narrow and closed elevator was dark, and the dull air was squeezed tightly into the cramped space, and the heavy and stuffy suffocation was accompanied by the shadows.

Mo Yi could almost hear the resonance between his heartbeat and the surrounding walls. The suppressed darkness was locked around him, making him feel a little difficult to breathe.

The elevator crashed down again!

The elevator around me made a hoarse and violent roar, and the dying shock sound was stirring in the narrow space, as if it would break in the next second.

Mo Yi had already stood at the corner of the elevator at this moment, and his back, which was wet with sweat, was tightly pressed against the corner of the cold wall. His palms were supported on the metal wall of the elevator, and his finger bones turned slightly white due to the force.

The elevator stopped moving again.

Mo Yi took a few deep breaths, moved his steps carefully, and walked along the edge of the elevator to the door.

He put his eyes closer to the gap in the elevator door and looked out through the narrow gap in the door-

A thin iron black streak lies across the narrow and restricted field of view. Mo Yi blinked and realized for a while that it should be the ground on the second floor.

The light here is much more abundant than the negative third floor, and the pale light reflects into a thin line on the ground, which is almost a bit dazzling.

Mo Yi almost knew the current location of the elevator. It should be parked at the bottom of the negative second floor at this moment. The ground was stuck in the middle of the elevator. From his perspective, he could see the lower half of the negative second floor.

There was also a long corridor in front of me. The cold lights hit the empty ground, which was different from the chaos before. It looked empty and tidy. Although the corridor in the distance was a little blurry, you could still see the forks of the corridor in the distance.

——This layer is much larger than the previous layer.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes.

The elevator began to shake violently again, and the horizon in its sight trembled suddenly and floated upwards.

Mo Yi's breathing was chaotic, and he pressed the palm of the elevator door panel for a little more force. The cold metal door pushed the biting cold into his injured fingers. The cold and pain were entangled like twins, impacting his nerves.

The thick darkness enveloped the cramped elevator, and the four walls seemed to be about to approach, and then slowly squeezed out the last trace of air here.

At this moment, a slight scratching sound came from the darkness behind him.

Mo Yi was shocked all over, and a slight numb tremor slowly climbed up from his back.

The closed elevator amplified the fine scratching sound and transmitted it to the entire elevator. The metal plate under the palm seemed to be able to feel the faint vibration, which sounded numb to the scalp.

It was like... something wanted to penetrate the thin metal walls of the elevator and drill straight in.

Mo Yi frowned tightly.

——You can’t wait any longer, the elevator wall will not last long.

The scratching sound in the dark became louder and louder, rubbing against the metal elevator walls, making the back numb.

He made a quick decision, stuffed his fingertips into the narrow gap of the elevator door, and then slowly pulled it outward.

The unheard mechanical friction sounded in my ears, piercing into my eardrums sharply and loudly, which made Mo Yi feel a little brain ache.

His breathing was slightly rapid, and his palms were pressed-

He quickly broke open a gap that was enough for one person to pass through. The cold and dim light in the corridor shone in the narrow door crack, dispelling some darkness in the elevator.

Mo Yi subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him. In a dim shadow, a blurry outline was prominent on the hard metal wall of the elevator, as if something was shaking secretly...

The numb scratching sound that made people's body clearer, as if it was surrounded from all directions, as if it was everywhere, and it seemed to be right in the ear, making people feel physiologically uncomfortable.

Mo Yi's heart beat, his breathing rate slightly accelerated, the hot blood hit the blood vessels and his eardrums, making a surging sound—

There is not much time left.

He turned his head quickly, and threw the backpack behind him through the open gap of the elevator door into the corridor.

The bulging backpack made a clear sound on the ground, echoing in the silent and empty corridor.

Mo Yi didn't have time to think about anything else, so he reached out and pressed the ground that was exactly flush with his chest, and then leaped up with force with his arm.

The elevator wall behind him made a crisp "gala" sound, as if it was broken, and it was like thunder in Mo Yi's ears. The scratching sound spread in the darkness in the elevator, containing a deep and heavy unknown.

His breathing was a little unstable, and there seemed to be some dangerous feeling in his heart and mouth exploded instantly. He pressed his arms down with force, kicked up the wall with his legs, and quickly climbed upwards.

Mo Yi's ears were filled with his heartbeat. In the buzzing white noise, the loud noise behind him was far away and hazy, but the natural sensitivity of human beings to danger was violently shaken in his mind, ringing a huge alarm bell.

He gritted his teeth and rolled on the spot.

The wound on his hand was accidentally pressed under his body by Mo Yiyi, causing him to involuntarily moaning and moaning from his throat.

The severe pain made his brain clear again, and he turned his head to look at the elevator he had just climbed out.

I saw that the two metal doors that had been broken open slowly closed, closing the darkness and the vague shadows of the entire box inside, and tightly clasped together like a slit.

The roar of the machine and the zipline sounded again, and then after a while, the silence returned to silence.

Mo Yi half-sitted on the ground and gasped. His body, which was hot due to exercise, quickly became cold. His sweaty clothes were tightly pressed against his wet skin. He was blown by the cold and cold wind in the corridor, causing a layer of fine and dense goose bumps.

There was a dead silence in the empty corridor, like a windless valley filled with a dead coldness.

Mo Yi blinked, and the salty sweat slid down the eyebrows, from the wound on his forehead that had not yet been scabbed to the sensitive cornea in his eyes, it was a scorching sting.

He wiped the sweat from his face with one hand, then reached out to hold the wall beside him, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The bones and bones on the body rubbed and rusty during the movements, and the stiff muscles all over the body became a little sore.

Mo Yi moved his shoulder and neck joints, then slightly moved his left hand joint that had just been connected. The soreness rose from every stitch in his body and then slowly passed to the depths of his brain.

He let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, this level of pain is temporarily within his acceptable range.

Mo Yi bent down and picked up the backpack on the ground, threw it lightly behind his back, and then raised his head.

When he was in the elevator, he didn't have time to observe the floor carefully. In addition, his vision was narrow and limited, so he could not see the entire corridor. Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the unfamiliar space in front of him.

The pale and dim lights illuminate the cold and quiet corridor in front of him. The dirty walls are covered with dust, and the mottled and falling walls show the years it has experienced.

There are neatly arranged rooms on both sides of the corridor, with dilapidated doors tightly closed, and the ward number above is clearly visible under the light.

Mo Yi walked to the ward next to him and tentatively pushed him.

No push.

Above the door was a small window separated by iron railings. Mo Yi leaned closer and looked into the room through the window.

There was no one in the room.

Inside the door was a narrow space, with mottled walls hidden in the shadows under the dim light. A narrow bed was tightly against the wall, with grinding and white leather restraints, and bed sheets of the same color as the room. Although the sheets looked dirty and old, there was no wrinkle on them, as if no one had ever lived there.

Mo Yi frowned in confusion and then stepped back from the door.

He walked forward slowly, carefully taking light steps, looking into each room one by one.

Every room was empty and the door was also impossible to open.

Mo Yi suddenly stopped walking.

He came to the first corner at this moment, and another corridor broke out from here, leading to an area without lights.

Mo Yi stood there and leaned out to look there. At this moment, he was suddenly stunned and his eyes fell on the wall on the side of the corridor that was diagonally separated.

I saw two words written in bright blood red:

Area b.

The bright contrast of colors pierced straight into the eyes, and semi-coagulated blood flowed down the wall, making the shape of the two characters twisted and ugly. The blood-red piece was printed on the wet and pale wall, like a deep scar.

It is normal to divide psychiatric hospitals into different zonings, which will facilitate management and treatment.

So...where are the other divisions?

Mo Yi looked deeply at the darkness at the end of the corridor, his eyes stopped on it for a moment, and then slowly moved away.

He frowned, for some reason he always felt a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart.

At this moment, some sound seemed to be caught in his ears-

Mo Yi subconsciously tensed and his eyes became solemn. He held his breath and looked around the environment in front of him cautiously.

The nervous nerves sensitively captured every sound in the corridor, and all the sounds in the ears seemed to be infinitely amplified-

It seems to be the sound of water droplets.

Tick, tick.

It dripped evenly and rhythmically on the hard surface, knocking out a shallow vibration, passing through the dead corridor, and clearly into his eardrums.
Chapter completed!