Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 646 The Second Memory Node

"Run! Don't stop! The crazy woman might have been hanged by him in the corridor! It must be him!" Fear made Tang Hanlu's frail body burst out with new strength. She supported herself on the rough concrete steps with her elbows, grabbed the rusty stair railings, and climbed upstairs in a strange posture, more like a beast than a living person.

"The scenes in nightmares are not as terrifying as now. I would rather what I am experiencing now is a nightmare!" Tang Hanlu ran all the way back to the tenth floor from the corner of the eighth floor. When she ran past the wreath and the portrait again, her head felt like it was pricked by needles. The two faces in the portrait made her feel inexplicably terrified.

This feeling of fear did not come from the perception of danger, but from the resistance to some tragic memories. Something that she didn't want to think about from the bottom of her heart was being awakened little by little.

"So familiar. The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes. Why do I have such strange feelings towards the middle-aged couple who died on the tenth floor?"

Some fragments flashed through her mind, and Tang Hanlu remembered the unfinished birthday cake on the ninth floor. The words on the cake enlarged in her mind and gradually became clear - I wish my baby daughter good health.

"Health? Why wish for health? Is their daughter sick? Could it be that she saw something scary and got scared?"

Tang Hanlu couldn't help but think wildly. She heard footsteps coming from behind. The perverted bad guy was chasing her very closely!
She didn't dare to look back, let alone stop. Even though she was tired and out of breath, she still climbed up the stairs with all her might.

As we went up higher and higher floors, the clutter in the corridor began to increase, and even many things that were incomprehensible appeared.

Taking the 14th floor of Tang Hanlu's home as the dividing point, starting from the th floor, the building began to become a little abnormal. It was not like an ordinary residential building, but more like a cancer built in the heart of a mentally ill patient.

The walls of the fifteenth floor were splashed with paint. It seemed that someone had withheld wages for the renovation workers and was retaliating against. The walls were covered with threatening words.

The 16th, 17th, 18th and 19th floors were filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. Every household on this floor looked like an intensive care unit, and their household garbage was filled with all kinds of drugs and contraband. Overall, it looked like a black clinic built in the community.

Tang Hanlu was already afraid, and she became even more panicked after seeing these things. She hated hospitals and treatments in her heart, but she herself didn't know why this was happening.

"Did I ever stay in the hospital for some reason when I was a kid, and something bad happened there?"

The smell of disinfectant on the twentieth floor finally dissipated a lot. Numbers and names were posted on the houses on both sides of the corridor. The window at the end of the corridor was open, and it was the only open window in so many floors.

Tang Hanlu instinctively ran to the window, breathed in the fresh air, and shouted for help, but the only response she got was the sound of footsteps.

Holding the windowsill, Tang Hanlu looked downstairs. It was too high.

The night wind, with a biting chill and mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the corridor, blew into her pajamas, as if a pair of hands soaked in formaldehyde were rubbing her body wantonly.

Tang Hanlu did not jump down from here, but continued to run upstairs as she was chased.

The footsteps slowed down and stopped at the window where Tang Hanlu had stood. A man's voice sounded in the night wind. He seemed to be muttering to himself, or as if he was thinking.

"She first touched a door when she was eight years old, and became abnormal. She was hospitalized and tried a new drug from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. She returned home to reunite with her parents when she was nine. Coincidentally, a relative of hers had an accident when she was ten years old. However, the death of her relative did not break her down. Instead, it made her stronger and she won all the awards and commendations from the school."

"Unfortunately, she still needed to take drugs from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical for treatment. After her family spent most of their money, she was taken away by the charity organization of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical when she was fourteen years old and began to be intensively trained."

"Each room number represents a living person. She competed with so many children and finally stood out." "Until she was 20 years old, she finally had a chance to leave the immortality medicine..." The young figure looked at the stairs leading to a higher place: "But she did not choose to leave."

Tang Hanlu ran in the corridor with all her might. Every time she took a new step, it was a breakthrough in her own will. However, the higher she ran, the more uneasy she felt. But she had no solution and could only continue to climb higher.

The light in the corridor on the 21st floor was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the walls were covered with cracks. Tang Hanlu looked at everything in shock. She thought her building was very solid, but when she ran to a higher place, she found that it was already a dangerous building.

When her finger touched the crack, Tang Hanlu's hand was accidentally scratched. Then she saw an even more bizarre scene. Blood was like needle and thread, starting to stitch up the crack in the floor.

The building is like a living person. The cracks are bloody wounds. The residents need to use their blood and lives to stitch them up and barely keep it from collapsing.

After running to the 24th floor, Tang Hanlu was exhausted and could hardly climb anymore.

She banged hard on the doors in the corridor with both hands and cried for help. She looked even more miserable than the woman who had lost her child. Her voice was hoarse, her hair wet with sweat stuck to her face, her shoes were lost, and her arms and feet were covered with wounds.

Doors were slamming one after another, and when Tang Hanlu's heart was about to sink into the abyss of despair, a door was gently opened.

Standing inside the door was a kind and delicate old lady with silver hair and weathered eyes. She looked quite old, but the wrinkles on her face were very light, and she had no age spots, and her body was very healthy.

Without waiting for the old man to speak, Tang Hanlu crawled into the house, like a frightened little animal.

"Close the door, grandma, close the door!"

"Oh!"

The heavy door was completely closed, and the man who was chasing Tang Hanlu stood at the door. He glanced at the house number - July 15th.

"After joining Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, she discovered that the interior of the building was riddled with holes and had long been on the verge of collapse. She tried her best to repair it, but it was still useless. It was not until July 15th of her 24th year that the second memory node appeared, and new variables appeared."

The security door closed and Tang Hanlu collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. It took her half a day to recover.

When she opened her eyes, Tang Hanlu saw a low round table in the small living room, surrounded by small benches, and on each bench sat a deformed and ugly child.

These children looked extremely terrifying, but their eyes were clear and innocent. Some of them were holding paintbrushes in their hands, some were secretly eating cakes, and others were staring at Tang Hanlu curiously.

"Are you the little girl who lives on the 14th floor?" The old woman seemed to be worried that Tang Hanlu would be frightened by those deformed children, so she spoke in advance: "My name is Du Jing, and I am the teacher of these children."

Tang Hanlu, who was being hunted, didn't care about these things. She quickly moved away from the door and came to the living room: "Grandma, lock the door! There's a perverted murderer outside!"

(End of this chapter)