"Damn, they're even bringing food packs. Can't they handle it?"

The burly man gritted his teeth, feeling a bit flustered. They happened to be on the fifth-floor safety passage.

I started to feel nervous too. After all, these people seemed like they could head either up or down. For the sake of safety, I had to continue taking my daughter downstairs, trying to avoid them.

But just as we were about to take action, we heard the sound of a cart being pushed from below.

I felt my whole body go stiff. I immediately thought of the creature I encountered in the bathroom - the cleaning lady!

Oh no...why did it have to happen at this moment?

In comparison to the cleaning lady, facing the humans upstairs seemed better.

But that thing was coming fast, the sound of the cart getting closer and closer.

At this point, I didn't even care if we were exposed or not. I grabbed my daughter and rushed upstairs, coming face to face with the three people upstairs.

They seemed caught off guard, not even realizing someone was hiding below.

But when they saw it was just me, a frail woman carrying a child, a flash of hostility crossed the burly man's eyes.

I knew that, while the monsters were frightening, human nature could be just as bad.

He was probably already thinking of how to share the food in his pack with us.

I decided to take the lead and said, "There are monsters downstairs, we need to leave here quickly!"

At that moment, the sound of the cart also reached their ears.

As the burly man blocked our path, he leaned over and called out, "Who's there?"

An older woman's voice came up, saying "Have you never seen a cleaning lady before? Why are you yelling?"

The familiar voice made me shiver. I could still vividly remember the blood gushing from next door and the heart-rending screams, as well as the horrifying sight of the woman with short hair cut in two.

"It really is a monster, one that can tear a person apart in an instant!"

I looked at the teenager with a fearful look in my eyes, trying to provoke his emotions if possible.

Sure enough, the teenager let out a scream, pushed the burly man aside, and ran upstairs like a madman.

I took the opportunity to escape with my daughter, and like a chain reaction, the sister of the teenager followed us upstairs.

The burly man couldn't stop us, and he was so angry that he nearly jumped on the spot.

"It's just an old woman, why are you running away like that?"

"Chen Ge, I'm scared! You go check who it is, we'll wait for you upstairs!"

The beautiful woman behind us timely shouted, and it made the burly man obediently stay behind. He walked down while grumbling, "Damn, a bunch of cowards, just an old woman, not a red-eyes, what's there to be afraid of!"

Before long, we heard the burly man's piercing screams!

I took a peek through a gap and saw a large, pale hand waving a severed arm, splattering crimson liquid everywhere. Judging by its thickness, it couldn't be anyone else's arm but the burly man's.

I continued to run with my daughter until we broke into the interior of the shopping mall building.

We leaned against the door, panting heavily. The teenager was still as jittery as a startled bird and asked, "Won’t she follow us out?"

I shook my head and said, "She shouldn't, cleaning ladies only appear in the restrooms and hallways."

Just as I finished speaking, the door in the stairwell was pushed open.

We all instinctively stepped back, only to see the burly man rolling out of the stairwell, clutching his shoulder.

At that moment, he looked incredibly tragic, and with an arm missing, blood was still gushing out.

He seemed to have lost his wits and muttered, "Monsters, there are monsters!"

I was just about to wonder how he managed to escape from the cleaning lady when I saw my daughter push open the door slightly and peek inside.

I was startled and hurried over to pull her back, only to see her grin and say, "Mom, there's so much commotion inside, lots of red-eyed people are fighting with that monster."

I froze for a moment, then approached the door to peek inside. As expected, there were figures milling about downstairs, the scene was chaotic and bloody.

I remembered the point from the broadcast. Could it be that Red Eyes arrived to capture us, but ended up colliding with the cleaning lady?

"Sis, let's go quickly!"

The teenager was hurriedly leading the pretty woman away.

"Wait..."

But the woman wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, she gave the food packages in her and her brother's hands to the collapsed burly man on the ground.

"After 6 pm, you can give food to someone who hasn’t eaten, he can't refuse!"

The burly man, who had lost too much blood, was on the verge of death. He looked at the siblings angrily, but was helpless.

"You can't...you can't do this..."

I silently walked forward, also placing the food packages for my daughter and me in front of him.

It was indeed taking advantage of someone in a weakened state…

But such was the reality of human nature!

The woman took her brother to the left, I took my daughter to the right.

We could hear chewing sounds behind us.

I glanced back and saw the burly man, seemingly losing his mind, crouched on the ground and devouring his food madly.

All the food containers in front of him had been torn open, the soup and food splattered everywhere. He pressed his face into the ground, swallowing in big, terrifying gulps, like a starving ghost!