My organs are too abstract.

The narrow corridor was dark and cramped, with only a lone lamp hanging overhead. In the dim yellow light, a figure was quietly approaching.

Ye Xuan quickly scanned the empty corridor, and after confirming that no one was around, she swiftly took out her phone and quietly plugged it into the blackened socket.

The screen suddenly lit up, displaying a charging animation. Ye Xuan confirmed that the phone was intact and breathed a sigh of relief.

He silently counted down the time in his mind, and after the phone finished booting up in just two or three minutes, he quickly put away the charger and put the phone in his pocket.

He had just turned around to go back the way he came when he suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps ahead, and a group of patients were slowly walking towards him.

"Damn, what bad luck?"

Ye Xuan's heart tightened suddenly. Without thinking, he pushed open a half-closed door next to him, slipped inside, and curled up in the corner of the room.

Still shaken, he pulled out his phone again and was shocked to find that it had no lock screen password.

He didn't pay attention and quickly pressed the emergency call button, trying to make a call for help.

But the moment the call was dialed, a line of cold, glaring text suddenly popped up on the screen: No service, emergency call failed.

"How could this be? How could there be absolutely no signal here?" Ye Xuan was anxious and tried again several times, but the result was always the same.

"No signal, so what happened to my trip?"

All his hopes vanished in an instant, and he slumped against the cold wall, his heart filled with disappointment.

After a brief moment of distraction, Ye Xuan quickly rallied. Since there was no way to get help, he might as well check what was on the phone and find out who its owner was.

He opened the photo album and found that there was only one video inside, and the cover image was of a haunted house.

"Um?"

Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He quickly took out the earphones he always carried with him from his pocket, put one on, and eagerly opened the video.

The screen lit up, and a burly man in black appeared in front of the camera, grinning at the screen and saying, "Family, guess where I am right now?"

"That's right, it's the haunted house at Ren'ai Hospital that's been all the rage lately. No one has dared to delve into the secrets hidden here, but today I'll take you all on a proper exploration!"

Ye Xuan looked at the person in the video and instantly recognized him: "It's him? The man who cut in line outside... So he secretly brought his phone in to film the exploration video."

The video continued, and the big man turned the camera to the hospital corridor, groping his way into a room.

Looking at the various ghost costumes and props scattered around the room, he confidently said, "Looks like this is the dressing room of a haunted house."

The burly man held up his phone and filmed in the room for a moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure and shuddered in fright.

"Holy crap!"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be just a wooden sculpture standing in the corner. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and laughed self-deprecatingly, "What a scare! It was just a mannequin."

He leaned forward, pointed his phone camera at himself and the sculpture, and commented on the camera while touching it: "Hmm, it's a very ordinary sculpture, but the feel is quite strange, it's icy cold. The shape isn't particularly scary, just average."

The burly man continued his analysis, but Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly narrowed—he clearly saw that the motionless sculpture seemed to have moved slightly!

Am I seeing things?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when, a second later, the sculpture's neck slowly turned, stiffly turning its head, its empty gaze fixed directly on the unsuspecting giant.

The burly man remained completely oblivious, continuing to talk incessantly to the camera: "Look, everyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sculpture quietly raised its arm, and a cold, stiff wooden hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder.

The burly man shuddered in fright, his voice abruptly cut off, and he instinctively turned around, only to meet the lifeless, wooden eyes of the sculpture.

"you……"

Before he could speak, the sculpture suddenly attacked, slamming him against the wall. Its other hand produced a black scalpel and stabbed him mercilessly in the chest!

"ah--!"

The burly man's agonizing scream shattered the silence, the video suddenly tilted, and finally crashed to the ground, the camera pointing directly at the ceiling.

A moment later, the screams stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

"Tap...tap..."

Heavy, slow footsteps approached from afar. Above the image, the figure of a sculpture swept across the scene, its hand clutching a heavy object resembling human skin.

A few dozen seconds later, the footsteps returned, and a hand picked up the phone from the ground. The camera was raised and pointed at the owner of the hand, who was none other than the burly man from before.

But at this moment, he had already changed into a hospital gown, his face expressionless, as if he had stopped recording the video. The video finally froze on his numb face, which looked particularly eerie.

"This room... isn't this the place we were just in? Isn't Li Da and the others in danger?" Ye Xuan's expression changed, but then he remembered that when they entered the room, they didn't see any sculptures. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slightly relieved, but his thoughts were occupied by another idea.

"What's with that sculpture? What it was carrying just now...could it be human skin?"

He felt a chill run down his spine, but unable to suppress his curiosity, he quickly rewound the video, paused it, and stared intently at the objects on the screen.

The video footage is somewhat blurry, but it is clear that it is a complete skin.

The outlines of human faces, the shapes of torsos and limbs are all imprinted on it, the edges are so clean that there is not a trace of blood, yet it exudes a chilling realism.

"Holy crap, that guy was actually skinned alive? But how did he come back later? What happened?"

Ye Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, but just then, he suddenly noticed something flickering on the dim screen of his phone.

Ye Xuan's heart sank immediately.

The video was paused by itself, so the shaking wasn't coming from the video itself, but from... something outside the screen.

The moment this thought arose, a chilling, piercing sense of being watched swept over him from behind, as if something was pressed against him, staring at him without moving.

"What the hell is that?!"

Ye Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around abruptly and saw a patient with a rope around his neck, pretending to be hanging, silently standing behind him, tilting his head and staring at the phone screen with him.

Seeing Ye Xuan turn around, a very strange smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

"I'm lying down..."

Ye Xuan's pupils contracted, and just as he was about to utter a "Holy crap!", he was shocked to see that there was another figure standing behind the hanging patient!

"what?"

The figure stood close behind the hanged patient, hands behind his back, craning his neck to look forward with the air of an old man watching a spectacle, asking the two with a curious expression: "What are you two looking at?"

The hanged patient, who had been wearing a strange smile, suddenly froze.