“Eight?”
“Stop kidding!”
Lao Zhao’s words made everyone’s heart skip a beat. The light in the Murder by Midnight scenario was exceptionally weak. The group looked at each other, their bodies frozen.
“Where’s the eighth person?”
“Stop panicking!” Brother Feng ordered as he pulled out his phone. As he was about to turn it on, the sound of chains from the other end of the corridor suddenly turned rapid.
“Someone is coming!”
As Brother Feng unlocked his phone, a bloodied monster turned the corner. The timing was perfect as if the monster already knew where they were.
“What is that‽”
Underneath the blood-soaked doctor’s coat were chains that dragged themselves across the floor. The monster’s head was lowered, and the hammer in ‘his’ hand was dripping with blood. Everyone started to worr
