I and 202 searched through all the bodies, but we didn't find the key to open the door.

We climbed upstairs in a bewildered state.

4th floor.

The originally empty corridor had something extra in silence.

Under the dim light, a white plush rabbit head mask was stained with blood and placed in the middle of the corridor.

I took a few steps forward and picked it up.

Suddenly, there were hurried footsteps behind me in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of iron hitting the wall, "clang clang clang."

Before I could turn around, I was pushed from behind in a panic.

"Run!"

"Run fast! It's a serial killer!"

202 screamed, her voice breaking.

While running, I looked back and saw the face of a middle-aged man, unfamiliar and ferocious, swinging a hammer in his hand, viciously smashing 202's head, one blow after another... until she was slowly dragged away and disappeared before my eyes.

But I didn't stop, self-preservation and self-defense are the most primitive instincts of humans.

I ran all the way to the sixth floor, and at this moment, tears that I desperately tried to hold back burst uncontrollably.

It was 202 who saved me. While the man was attacking 202, he also wanted to chase after me.

But she tightly held his ankles with her slender arms.

"Come out, stop hiding."

"No matter where you hide, I will kill you."

The corridor echoed with the deranged screams of a psychopathic killer.

He dragged 202 by her long hair on the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind like a tail.

The hammer grazed the wall, leaving deep marks.

Although 202 was weak, she hadn't died yet. She weakly kicked and struggled.

Just as he was approaching the corner of the hallway, I suddenly emerged and fiercely stabbed the fruit knife into his neck!