The bathroom provides 24-hour hot water, which is quite rare.

I rinsed away all my fatigue, feeling so comfortable that I couldn't help but hum.

But following my voice, I heard another moan.

The sound was sharp and mournful, completely different from my slightly clear male voice.

It was as if a woman was moaning in extreme pleasure!

I instantly tensed up, turned towards the wall, and widened my eyes to look around. In the empty bathroom, there was only the sound of water splashing from the showerhead.

I calmed my breath slowly and speculated on the source of the sound.

Could it be the sound of air circulation through the pipes? Or maybe, I simply misheard it?

Nervously, I poured shampoo on my head and pretended to remain calm as I showered.

In reality, I widened my eyes and observed everything from below.

The bathroom was silent, without any abnormalities.

Just when I thought it was all my imagination, a sudden, abrupt moan of a woman resounded once again.

This time, it seemed as if someone was whispering in my ear, and then a cool breeze brushed against my neck, instantly turning my warm body, which was just flushed by hot water, into ice-cold.

Now I couldn't deceive myself anymore; it wasn't an illusion.

There must be something else lingering in this bathroom besides me!

I couldn't care less about the foam on my head. If I didn't run now, I'd be a fool!

But damn it, just at that moment, I slipped and fell, hitting my head on the full-length mirror opposite me.

Then, an even more terrifying scene unfolded before me.

In the mirror, my face suddenly split from the corners of my mouth, and a blood-red, long tongue emerged, swirling towards my face, licking it.

I was terrified, stumbling and screaming as I ran out of the bathroom.

I had to escape, I had to get out.

But at this moment, the room door couldn't be opened no matter how hard I pounded on it. Outside the door, it remained silent.

Had everyone in this hotel fallen into a deep sleep?

Just as I felt despair, I suddenly remembered the rule on the card.

"Guests staying in this hotel must sleep before twelve o'clock, otherwise, they will face extreme punishment."

Was this the punishment for not following the rules?

I rushed back to the bed, wrapped myself tightly in the blanket, trembling and huddled up.

While continuously praying that whatever was wandering in the house would stay away from me.

That night, I drifted in and out of consciousness, not knowing how I endured until dawn.

It wasn't until sunlight streamed in through the window that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I grabbed my luggage and ran downstairs.

I had to leave immediately, right now!

But there was no one at the front desk, and the heavy door was locked and impossible to push open.

I followed the noise of people and walked over; behind the lobby was a dining hall where many people were having breakfast.

In this peaceful atmosphere, I began to doubt if there was something wrong with me!