Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

But there's no way to find that "hidden clue" right now, so thinking about it is pointless. The most important thing right now is to clear the 15th floor.

Lucas looked up and saw the blood-red numbers on the elevator screen. He frowned and said to Wuyin and Li Fan.

"15th floor..."

I remember a girl downstairs saying that her best friend lived on the 15th floor, which was the psychiatric ward.

Are psychiatric patients often highly aggressive?

Wuyin nodded.

"That's possible."

As soon as the words were spoken, the elevator doors slowly opened, and a cloud of white mist rushed in from outside the elevator.

Chapter 163 Psychiatry

Before long, the white mist slowly dissipated.

When the three of them saw what was in front of them, they were all startled.

Even Wuyin, who has an extremely strong mental fortitude, was stunned for a moment.

There was a woman with disheveled hair in front of him, her hands raised above her head in the shape of a heart, but her facial expression was very strange.

Her eyes were narrowed to slits, and her mouth was wide open, causing her nostrils to point forward, the two dark holes facing the three people in the elevator.

Li Fan quickly recovered, but he spoke a little more tactfully in front of the woman.

"What...is she doing?"

Lucas was so frightened that he was about to yell, "Are you crazy?"

But then he thought, this is a psychiatric ward, and this woman is mentally ill.

Forget it, she's already sick, so let's not argue with her.

Although they didn't want to argue with him, the group still had to get out of the elevator eventually.

Just as Wuyin was thinking about how to get rid of her, she suddenly seemed to be frightened by something and scrambled to the corner of the hospital corridor.

She was facing the wall, clutching her messy, bird's-nest-like hair, trembling uncontrollably.

The group looked at the woman, who was trembling like a leaf, with puzzled expressions.

Why were they so frightened before they even spoke?

Li Fan thought to himself with a smug smile: Could it be... that she was intimidated by her older brother's and his imposing aura?

But soon, they understood why.

A doctor in a white coat walked out from around the corner of the corridor. He was holding a spiked club and had a very strange expression. He looked excited and murderous.

The sound of the spiked club dragging on the ground was extremely grating, like a dull knife repeatedly cutting into a person's body—not fatal, but extremely painful.

With a sinister smile, he slowly walked to the woman's side and, without warning, slammed his spiked club hard into her back.

The woman let out a piercing scream as her back was instantly covered in blood, and she collapsed to the ground.

But she dared not resist at all, and crawled on the ground in fear, trying to escape the doctor.

The doctor had no intention of letting her off the hook. He raised the spiked club again and smashed it hard against her spine.

The woman's screams were much weaker than before, and she was completely knocked to the ground. Her body twitched a couple of times, and she passed out.

The doctor opened the door to the ward next door, grabbed the woman by the hair, dragged her into the room like a dead dog, threw her on the floor, closed the door, and left.

Only some mangled flesh and blood remained on the corridor floor, telling everyone what a terrible thing had just happened.

The people in the elevator who witnessed this scene had very mixed feelings.

Because the elevator is a safe area, unless someone like Harlan has special abilities, other supernatural beings cannot see the people inside the elevator, so they were not discovered by the terrifying doctor.

Li Fan stared angrily at the doctor's back. He didn't care whether he was in a strange situation or not; he was just indignant about the abuse of the mentally ill.

"This is quack medicine. Do you have to use a spiked club to treat patients? I think this is just abusing patients."

Lucas lowered his head, as if advising Li Fan, or perhaps advising himself.

"Most of the patients sent to mental hospitals are people who have been abandoned by their parents and children, so few people come to visit them on this floor."

Moreover, mental illness is difficult to cure, so the doctor's goal is not to cure these mentally ill people, but to make them obedient.

Upon hearing Lucas's words, Li Fan wanted to say something more, opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent.

In fact, he knew in his heart that this was not the only hospital, but many mental hospitals in various places followed this model.

If doctors and nurses are tough, family members who genuinely care for the patient will only keep the patient at home to care for them. They only send the patient to the hospital because they think the illness is troublesome.

These are other people's family matters, and he can't change anything on his own.

Moreover, all the patients in this hospital are strange; he couldn't possibly adopt all of them.

Wu Yin glanced at Li Fan and sighed.

My younger brother is sometimes too emotional, but that's fine too. He's in charge of rationality, and Li Fan is in charge of warmth.

"The doctor has gone far away, let's go outside."

The two people behind him heard Wuyin's words and nodded before stepping out of the elevator.

As soon as the group stepped out of the elevator, just like the one on the 4th floor, it vanished instantly, leaving only a solid white wall in its place.

Suddenly, a few "slap" sounds came from around, as if something sticky had suddenly hit the window.

The group immediately looked around warily and saw that the faces of the patients were pasted on every window of the ward next door.

Some people had one sticker on their doors, others had two. They looked extremely excited, and some were even grinning foolishly and drooling.

They stared at it intently, as if it were something extremely new and exciting.

In the quiet corridor, the sound of a face pressed against the window was tantamount to deliberately provoking the doctor on this floor.

Indeed, the three of them soon heard the sound of metal scraping against the ground at the far end of the corridor, exactly the same sound as the doctor dragging his spiked club earlier.

The three of them looked rather grim, because there were no forks in the corridor they were standing in, so they could only run forward, which would undoubtedly hasten their encounter with the strange doctor.

But staying put meant certain death, so they had no choice but to walk quickly forward to see if there was a ward ahead where they could find refuge.

The three walked very fast, and the sound of "slapping" echoed from the wards on both sides of the corridor they passed.

The patients' faces were all pressed against the window, their black eyes following the three people's movements; the scene was extremely eerie.

When they reached the middle of the corridor, Wuyin noticed that there were forks in the road on both sides, and both of them had an end. It was clear that the ward was shaped like the Chinese character "干" (gān).

The elevator is at the back, with a cross shape in the middle and doctors' offices on both sides at the very front.

A white figure appeared at the end of the corridor. The three of them didn't have time to choose left or right, so they just picked a path at random and ran towards it.

However, since there were also wards in the corridors on both sides, the sound of patients pressing their faces against the ward doors and windows gave away their whereabouts.

Lucas glared angrily at the mentally ill people and muttered a curse under his breath.

"Damn it."

Lucas was about to reach the end again, but he didn't find any wards to hide in. His face turned pale and his legs became increasingly weak.

Just then, Wuyin quickly spoke to the two people behind her.

"The room at the end is empty. Let's hurry and hide in the ward at the end."

Chapter 164 The Pink Diary

Upon hearing this, Lucas's eyes lit up instantly, and even his previously weak legs regained some strength.

He suddenly rushed forward, even faster than Wuyin and Li Fan.

At that moment, he also saw that the ward at the end of the corridor was empty, and he rushed over and pulled open the ward door.

The footsteps behind the three became more rapid, and the sound of metal scraping against the ground was enough to make one's teeth ache.

The doctor was almost at the corner of the corridor. If he saw them hiding in the ward, they would be trapped like turtles in a jar.

The three of them rushed into the ward at their fastest speed and quickly closed the door.

As soon as he entered the room, Lucas's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Huff...huff...this perverted doctor is dragging such a huge spiked club, and he's still so fast."

Wuyin stood by the ward door, looking at Lucas with a serious expression and speaking urgently.

"Quick, press your face against the small window on the door."

Lucas tilted his head.

"What?"

Wuyin's tone became more urgent, even carrying a hint of command.

"Hurry up, press your face against the window of the door."

Although Lucas felt he should stay in a corner, Wuyin's tone was very firm, so there must be something he hadn't had time to say.

He gritted his teeth and chose to listen to Wuyin's words, pressing his face directly against the glass window of the ward door.

Wuyin gestured for Li Fan to squat down, then pressed his face against the window and whispered to Lucas.

"Laugh like those patients, don't gasp for breath, and don't show any abnormality."

Lucas immediately understood what Wuyin meant, and gave a strange smile, his eyes widening.

The two men had the same expressions as the other patients, looking just like two mental patients.

At this moment, the doctor dragging the spiked club had reached the end of the corridor.

He looked around and noticed that the patient in the ward opposite Wuyin had his face pressed against the window of the ward door, giving him a silly, foolish smile.

He gave the patient a look of utter disgust, spat at his window, and then looked at the windows of the other wards again.

The doctor's gaze fell on the door where Wuyin and Lucas were, then suddenly stopped, staring intently at the two people pressed against the door and window.

Lucas's expression remained unchanged as he stared silently at the doctor with a strange smile on his face, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner tension.

Cold sweat clung to the glass of the ward door, sticky and damp.