âThe person disappeared?â
At this moment, outside Room 88, Li Yang, Tong Qian, and Ah Nan were all taken aback.
They saw with their own eyes that Yang Jian, who had been standing near the doorway, rapidly faded away, becoming more and more translucent, until he astonishingly vanished in front of them.
The living room inside the room was empty, leaving no trace, and a living person had mysteriously disappeared.
âWhat happened? He was perfectly fine just now. Shouldnât we go in and take a look? We canât just watch Yang Jian disappear.â Tong Qianâs face changed, unable to comprehend the situation.
Li Yang stopped him: âThereâs something weird about this room, something invisible. Rushing in could cause us to disappear like the Captain. But I believe the Captain is safe for now. If he faced any danger, he wouldâve acted earlier.â
âLetâs not wander around. We should wait here a bit longer. I believe the Captain can find a way to leave this room.â
Then, Li Yang turned to Ah Nan behind him: âYouâve been here for over sixty years. Donât tell me you donât know any intel about Room 88.â
âI really donât know. If I did, I would have warned you.â
Ah Nan said, âPerhaps Iâve entered this room before, but I shouldnât have walked out alive. Otherwise, my past information should have been recorded, so I wouldnât risk entering a room with unclear data when trying to escape here.â
âYour words always have many loopholes. Weâve just chosen not to argue with you. But if you deliberately hide or deceive us, I wonât let you get away with it.â Li Yang said coldly.
âI understand your power. Eliminating me or others wouldnât be difficult at all. But donât forget, even if we die here, we can resurrect. It will just cost some extra time, and for you, Iâm merely a small accident in countless resurrections.â
âIâm willing to cooperate with you because I believe your appearance can break this curse and end certain things, but it doesnât mean Iâm entirely at your mercy.â
Ah Nan said very frankly, showing no fear.
âYou have the right to say this because youâre trapped in the Caesar Grand Hotel, under a curse. If you wish to leave, I advise you to maintain some respect for us. The outside world isnât as simple as you think. Offend us, and I will make you feel staying here is better than being outside.â
Li Yang squinted slightly: âHere, weâre stronger than you, and the same goes for outside, unless you plan never to leave here, so adjust your attitude.â
Ah Nanâs expression changed.
It seemed Li Yangâs words had touched his weakness. He nodded and said, âI understand. Iâll cooperate more in the future.â
âI hope so,â Li Yang replied.
While they waited outside,
Yang Jian was trapped alone in Room 88.
There was clearly a door, yet it wouldnât open.
It was like a cage; once inside, there was no way out, and Yang Jian didnât even know how he got in. He had just watched a TV show, and suddenly it was as if he had entered the screen.
Moreover, the TV before him now seemed broken and would no longer turn on.
Could it mean the way out no longer existed?
Yang Jian remained calm. Always read at the sourceâ*.
After all, he was only trapped at the moment and hadnât been attacked by any specters, so the situation wasnât too dire yet.
âIf this is the real Room 88, then I canât be the only one trapped here. The Ah Nan outside and Zhu Jian mentioned being trapped here for decades; they must have entered Room 88.â
âBut they likely couldnât get out alive, so they must have left some information before dying.â
Realizing this, Yang Jian immediately began to search.
The living room was empty, with just a leather sofa and the old TV on the floor.
But when he entered the bedroom, his eyelid couldnât help but twitch.
This bedroom was unlike the previous one.
There was no bed, or perhaps it had been dismantled, leaving only a pile of wood, while a piece of cloth lay on the ground, seeming to be from the dismantled bedding.
On this cloth were densely written messages.
The messages were written in blood, which had decayed over time, leaving dark marks. These marks varied in age but were neatly arranged, showing no signs of being disturbed or damaged. Clearly, they had been deliberately preserved, and the handwriting varied, with different signatures.
Not just one person had left information here before dying.
âMy name is Chu Nan. It seems Iâm trapped here. Iâve tried everything to leave Room 88⊠But donât worry, after every death, I resurrect in Room 701.â
âMy name is Chu Nan. Iâve seen the previous message. This is my second time being trapped here. Iâve tried all methods, still unable to leave, but Iâm surprised this isnât my first time here, and knowing I can resurrect, what should I worry about? I choose to kill myself.â
âMy name is Zhu Jian. Indeed, Iâm not the only one trapped here. I canât leave either, but since Chu Nan can resurrect in Room 701, I suppose I can too.â
âMy name is Chu Nan. This is my third time being trapped here, truly frustrating. I canât leave messages after death, so I keep mistakenly entering Room 88. Iâve given up. Since I havenât found a way out in my past two attempts, I undoubtedly wonât find one this time. I intended to leave some messages, but itâs futile in Room 88. I choose to kill myself.â
âMy name is Dong Yulan. Seems Iâm not the first unfortunate one here, and Iâm also trapped. But luckily, there are others here, and knowing I can resurrect gave me newfound hope.â
ââŠâ
Yang Jian studied these messages carefully. Clearly, many had died in this room, with Ah Nan dying the most frequently. Since leaving messages held little effect, subsequent entrants had stopped recording crucial information here, leaving just entries noting the number of times.
He noticed one piece of information:
Ah Nanâs resurrection room was 701, while outside he claimed it was Room 101.
Something didnât add up.
That meant Ah Nan was likely lying.
âRoom 701 is Xiang Lanâs resurrection place. Ah Nan deliberately mentioned it as his own, so Room 101 is likely where Xiang Lan resurrects. Heâs swapping room information intentionally,â Yang Jian thought.
However, that was a minor issue for now. He needed to find more useful clues.
He continued reading.
More and more people were trapped in this room.
Yang Jian saw Zhu Jianâs name appear, though not often; Ah Nan and Dong Yulan were the frequent ones.
The oddest thing was Wang Genquan, whose name never appeared.
Meaning, he had never died here.
Yang Jian kept looking.
Finally, he found an entry from Zhu Jian: âThis seems to be my third time being trapped here. This time I refuse to just die here. I need to find a way out⊠I believe the only escape is through the TV in the living room.â
The message stopped abruptly and continued: âI failed; I canât leave, but I discovered that the ghost isnât in the TV. Itâs sitting on the sofa; I saw itâŠ..â
The information stopped abruptly, suggesting Zhu Jian was killed by a ghost after writing it.
âThe ghost isnât in the TV but on the sofa? Maybe useful, but I want to know not about ghosts in Room 88, but the nature of this place itself.â
Yang Jian shook his head slightly, made a mental note, and continued reading.
Many entries were from over the decades, but most were unhelpful, with people like Ah Nan and Zhu Jian only occasionally leaving marks after multiple entries.
Clearly, seeing the previous messages, they were too lazy to elaborate.
As Yang Jian studied the messages closely,
in the living room behind him,
under the dim light, a cold and eerie figure silently sat on the sofa, wearing a smile on its blurred face, gazing unblinkingly ahead at the old TV on the floor.
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