Yang Jian's feeling told himself that the ghost in room 301, holding a doll and invisible to the normal eye, was extremely terrifying.
This feeling did not arise out of nowhere.
It was the keen intuition formed after participating in many supernatural events.
So he did not hesitate to choose to retreat.
After leaving the letter behind, Yang Jian had already left room 301 and rapidly dashed down the stairway, increasing the distance at high speed and then leaving the building to arrive inside Mingyue Community.
Behind him.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
The heavy, hurried footsteps echoed rapidly in the dark corridor behind him.
The sounds were loud, as if a heavy corpse was bouncing along.
The ghost, having exited room 301 and now following Yang Jian, ignored the living people Li Yi, Yang Xiaohua, and Leuk Qingqing who were even closer.
No.
No, that's not right, the ghost hadn't seen those three at all.
Because they had not, like Yang Jian, reversed their gaze to peer at the ghost.
