"Li Hui panicked and ran again. The little girl used all her strength to run towards the alleyway that seemed to have no end, shouting for help as she ran! The desperate footsteps followed her relentlessly. Li Hui grew more and more tired, her body more and more exhausted, her legs feeling like lead as she slowly made her way to the alleyway. The sky darkened, and the moon rose. Li Hui was filled with regret and fear. She couldn't stop crying, her voice hoarse from shouting, her face filled with exhaustion and despair."

"Until she saw a familiar figure at the alley entrance—her classmate. She watched helplessly as her classmate bought a milk tea and turned towards the tutoring center, ignoring her cries for help as if she hadn't even seen the alley, brushing past her as she cried uncontrollably. Li Hui collapsed to the ground in despair. She missed her parents, she missed her classmates and teachers, she hoped someone could save her; she didn't want to keep running in this boundless world."

As night deepened and darkness descended, pedestrians came and went on the road, but no one reached out to help her. Li Hui could only watch as she was slowly swallowed by the darkness. Her shadow stretched longer and longer on the ground, and she finally found the culprit of the footsteps. 'It' wasn't hiding behind her; 'it' was crawling on her back, its legs dangling on the ground, making a clattering sound...

'Ding! Please vote. If you support this scary story, please press the bell. If you don't support it, please state your reason.'

The vote also supported four people.

The first person who told the ghost story gave a very perfunctory reason for not supporting the project: "He didn't vote for me, so I don't want to vote for him either."

The second man scoffed dismissively.

Cheng Shuang glanced at the man and calmly stated her reasoning, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, making it impossible to discern her age: "It's not scary. If my friend's daughter, Li Hui, is already dead, no one else will know what happened before she died!"

The second man leaned forward and sat down. "Heh, let's see what kind of good story you can come up with!"

Number 8: "The reason is the same as Number 3."

Number Nine: "Same reason as above."

Number 10: "Of course I have more exciting horror stories!"

Number Two swept his arms over the five people, finally fixing his gaze on Cheng Shuang. "Little dwarf, it's your turn!"

Cheng Shuang didn't care about such verbal disputes; she was still young and would grow taller eventually.

The little girl stood up, about to speak, when she heard a voice in her mind: 'Hint: At any point during the story, you can choose to unleash a group attack effect once, or target a single enemy three times, depending on the scene. When targeting a single enemy, if the enemy's mental strength is strong enough, they can break free on their own, and the effect will forcibly end.'

Recalling the footsteps beside her ear and the whistling wind, Cheng Shuang suppressed the urge to glare angrily at Number Two, and cleared her throat. "Zhou Xiaoxiao is a nine-year-old boy. He has been in poor health since childhood and is often taken to the hospital by his parents for treatment. In the spring of the year he was about ten years old, when the weather was still very cold, Zhou Xiaoxiao fell ill again and was rushed to the emergency room overnight. When he woke up, he vaguely saw an empty ward and the word ICU on the glass door at the entrance."

"Because it was a children's hospital, there were several babies even smaller than him in the ICU, living in incubators. Their glass covers were labeled with numbers, their skin was red, and their breathing was weak; they looked very fragile. Zhou Xiaoxiao was a little scared. He felt that the empty ICU and the cold incubators lacked any human warmth, as if they were all lab rats. He was sick and already dazed. Turning his head, he noticed that the baby in incubator number #3124 was covered in bluish-purple light, opening its mouth to let out a weak cry. Soon after, doctors and nurses gathered around, wearing masks and white coats, constantly fiddling with various instruments that Zhou Xiaoxiao couldn't name."

"Zhou Xiaoxiao was too tired and didn't last long before falling asleep again. When he woke up, he had been transferred from the ICU to a regular ward, where he shared a room with a boy of similar age. The boy was weaker and had been hospitalized for observation for many years, so he was very familiar with the layout of the children's ward. The two little friends were very happy together, and even the strange little door next to Zhou Xiaoxiao's bed, which was locked tightly, did not arouse his curiosity."

"Just as Zhou Xiaoxiao was getting bored, the little boy invited him to go on an adventure. The little boy said that there was only one place he hadn't been to in all this time. Zhou Xiaoxiao was very curious and asked him where it was. The little boy chuckled twice and said, 'I'm afraid if I tell you, you won't dare to go!' Zhou Xiaoxiao was very angry when he heard this. He felt that his friend was looking down on him. How could he, a man, be afraid of this and that like a little girl? So the two of them agreed to go on an adventure at midnight after the nurses finished their rounds."

"Zhou Xiaoxiao had just been discharged from the ICU and was still recovering, so he was very sleepy. Even though the alarm clock rang several times, it didn't disturb his sleep until he vaguely heard a loud bang as someone kicked the door, followed by a series of thuds as something fell onto him. Zhou Xiaoxiao was still not fully awake, only feeling an itch on his face and neck. He could hardly bear it and finally opened his eyes. In the moonlight, he saw cockroaches the size of stamps, unusually fat, crawling all over his body and bed. Zhou Xiaoxiao was fully awake. He jumped up, turned on the light, and watched as the cockroaches scurried through the crack in the door next to his bed into the next room."

"'You're finally awake!' his friend suddenly said helplessly. 'I've been calling you for ages! Look, you even threw my phone away.' Zhou Xiaoxiao tilted his head and saw his friend picking up his phone in the corner. He scratched his head guiltily, 'Sorry, I really didn't hear you.' The little boy generously forgave him. Remembering the disgusting feeling of being covered in crawling bugs, Zhou Xiaoxiao quickly asked again, 'Did you see those cockroaches?' He gestured wildly, describing them, 'They were so big, so many of them, they disappeared into this crack in the door in an instant.'"

"The little boy walked over and pushed the door across his hospital bed. 'The pharmacy is behind this door. The glucose that the nurses give us is always in here. There shouldn't be any cockroaches there, right?' Zhou Xiaoxiao knew that cockroaches always liked places with leftover food, but he didn't think he was wrong and wanted to argue further, but his attention was drawn to his friend's talk of 'adventure time'."

"The two turned off the lights, opened the door in the dark, glanced at the nurses' station with the light on, and quickly walked through the corridor, bending over, until they reached the end of the corridor. There was a door there, the lock was open. The friend said that it was usually locked, but last night he saw a nurse busily bringing things in, so when the nurse wasn't looking, he slipped a syringe without a needle into the door crack and jammed the electronic lock."