Having crossed over the bizarre corpse sprawled on the staircase, Yang Jian and Li Yang seemed to pass through the dim, foggy shroud over the stairs, under some supernatural influence, and arrived at an unknown place.
The second floor of the Ghost Post Office had arrived.
A U-shaped corridor, old and gloomy, barely illuminated by a few yellowing lights in the stairwell.
The walls nearby were mottled and dim, covered in many stains, resembling dried blood smeared across, along with some strange scratches and bizarre black drawings, seemingly formed by someone writing on the wall with ink.
The structure of the second floor was no different from the first, the sole distinction being the absence of the visibility of the Ghost Post Office's main hall.
"Team Yang, we've arrived, this should be the second floor of the Ghost Post Office," Li Yang glanced around, then noted behind him, "The staircase we came up has disappeared."
