Anaya walked down the hallway of the now silent hospital. The old neon lights on the ceiling buzzed softly, some flickering rhythmically. After speaking with Ji Yeon earlier, her mind was a little calmer, although the threatening shadow of this game still haunted her. He finally arrived at one of the patient rooms he had chosen for the night. The old wooden door creaked softly as he pushed it in.
The room was small and dusty, with a hospital bed that looked like it hadn't been used in years. But for Anaya, this was enough. She closed the door and leaned back for a moment, taking a deep breath to chase away the fatigue and restlessness. Although cold, this room gave her a bit of privacy which was rare in this situation.
She approached the bed, brushed off some dust with her hands, and sat
