The eerie elevator creaked as it descended.
The journey from the fourth floor to the third was supposed to be short, but inside this elevator, the distance seemed magnified endlessly. After several minutes of descent, they still hadn't arrived, and the strange sounds from the ceiling were growing louder.
The noise resembled fingers scraping against metal or perhaps a corpse being moved.
Blood dripped down from the crevices above, occasionally accompanied by strands of black hair.
"The ghost in the elevator is becoming more restless. I really want to deal with this thing," Li Yang said, suppressing his voice.
After all, having a ghost staring at you from above would make anyone uneasy, even if he was a ghost handler controlling three vicious ghosts. There's still the risk of being killed by a ghost if he wasn't careful.
"We still need this elevator to get to the third floor."
