Chapter 4

I clearly saw a pair of hands that didn't belong to a normal person in that moment just now!

The hands were ghastly white with fingers bent abnormally, five fingers without nails and covered in greenish-purple stains.

If the markings can be faked, then why are there no nails on all five fingers? Is that finger curvature a maneuver a normal person could make?

I rushed to post what I had just seen on my cell phone, but none of them believed it, saying they hadn't seen it and that I was a trustee.

What's going on? Didn't any of them see it? Or am I blind?

I rubbed my eyes hard.

That's when Karen's shaky voice came through.

"SpongeBob ...... you ...... that guy just said he saw SpongeBob ...... in the collar."

I was a little worried when I saw that she couldn't stop her body from shaking.

"What happened to SpongeBob?"

She grabbed my hand and looked up in horror.

"That dead mother also had a SpongeBob SquarePants design embroidered on her lapel by his five-year-old son, which I saw with my own eyes when the photo was originally posted on the news!"

"That means it's real! There really are ghosts! What do we do?"

As soon as she spoke, the door to 304 was opened again and the screen reconnected.

Only the man in the room was long gone, but there were two large bloody handprints on the room's pillows.

The scene moves along the blood on the floor until it settles on a very large wine vat in the corner.

[Ah! Oh, my God! What's in there?

[Head! I saw it! It's that man!

......

The vat was filled with a blood-red liquid, and I didn't dare think twice about what it was.

The man's body was soaking in it at the moment, a severed palm detached from the body was floating on the surface of the water, it was obvious that the man had been killed.

At this point, a small line of blood-red letters appeared on the screen: next 226.