Chapter 7

Karen looked at me in dismay, then silently peeled out a small knife and held it in front of her.

"That message just now ......"

I thought about it, "The man said that there was no end to the corridor, and then there was the sound of falling to the ground, and I thought ...... he might have been killed, and then the ghost could have totally pretended to be him and sent a message on the air to confuse us."

Karen gulped and tensed, "So that means the Captain is deliberately tricking us into opening the door by taking the guy's cell phone?"

Four eyes met, and a chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

......

"Open the door! Open the door for me now!" A shrill female voice rang out from outside the door, and the door to the room clanged.

"Let - me - in, hahahaha! You deserve to die!"

The people outside were as if they were having a seizure and kept hacking and slamming the door to our room.

I looked through the cat's eye, and the captain had a grim gaze, topped with a man's skin, but a woman's voice in his throat.

He really wasn't the real captain!

Click--

The door panel was forced through a crack.

The captain's head came up, bloodshot eyes darting.

Karen looked horrified, "What to do? He's about to squeeze in!"

Even more frightening was the fact that the captain's chest had broken through a large hole, as if it had been hollowed out by something.

I shuddered, he turned out to be really a ghostly creature.

I grabbed the electric baton and smashed it defiantly on his head.

For a moment, blood splattered, and the captain, with his dented half-head, kept nibbling at the crevice.

This is not the way to go, the gap is getting bigger and bigger ......

Psst! --

Karen found a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid somewhere and threw it on the captain's head.

He covered his smoldering head and backed away, falling to the ground and twitching twice before not moving again.

The solution quickly corroded his entire head, and his features were almost too close to be seen.

Vomit! --