Fifth floor.
Tap-tap, tap-tap-tap... tap, tap-tap-tap.
Tiny footsteps, as if looking for someone in the room.
All the doors were tightly closed, a silent refusal.
The footsteps moved from the stairway to the end of the corridor, then slowly back again.
Accompanied by the footsteps were childish giggles, "hee-hee, hee-hee-hee".
As if afraid of being discovered, the laughter was very low and light, but anyone could hear the excitement in it, echoing faintly in the empty corridor.
With each step came a "hee" sound.
Every time it passed a room, the "hee-hee" would rise suddenly, making the people inside the room nervous.
"Hee, hee, hee, hee-hee, hee, hee, hee, hee-hee..."
A small, black round bug quietly appeared in the door crack.
The footsteps stopped for a moment and moved closer to this side.
After standing in front of the door, the "hee-hee" sounds merged together, and the laughter became louder and heavier, with a vibration in the echoing sound of the corridor, "hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee, open the door!"
The sound of small hands tapping on the door was also heavy, like a rough wooden hammer hitting the door.
All the players on the fifth floor could hear the heavy and fierce pounding sound. The door could not hold for long before being broken open.
Creak-yaa-ah-yaa-ah...
The door slowly opened.
Standing outside the door was a puppet.
The dirty gray puppet's face was carved into a smiling face, with small eyes and a large mouth, a deep purple mouth that exposed a row of teeth, twisting the wooden muscles on the face.
Its face was painted with a circle of red, black, and green oil paint. It was dirty and imprinted on the wood grain, which was hard to wipe off.
In the red corridor, it gave a big smile to the little witch, its two dark eyes staring at her without blinking.
***
On the fourth floor:
[Daddy grows taller, mommy becomes wider.
Daddy makes big money, mommy feels small.]At the amusement park, the music of the carousel was getting quieter and quieter, almost drowned out by the sound of footsteps.
Because there was no boss around, several players on the fourth floor who were not qualified to choose a floor were even more fearful than those on the upper two floors.
As the carousel's music grew softer, its eerie and gentle melody echoed beyond the door and into people's ears, causing their hair to stand on end.
[Daddy grows taller, mommy becomes wider.
Becomes wider...]Ji Mingrui leaned against the door, his body tense, breathing heavily without making a sound.
He had received many kinds of education since he was young and knew how to deal with all kinds of crises, but there was none that was specifically designed for this situation.
This cold ghost, which did not exist in the real world and completely shattered his worldview, was now outside his door and slowly approaching him.
Zhu Shuangshuang acted more exaggeratedly than him and could hardly breathe.

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Salted Fish Zombie
Romantizm{This story and translation is not mine, for offline purposes only. All credits go to author and translator } Title: 咸鱼小丧尸 OG Author: 芷衣 Translator: Wyrd Translation Chapters: 187 Status: Ongoing Ning Su's hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expre...