Strange fluctuations spread from the iron bed, quickly enveloping every corner of the ward.
Zhu Haiyang, who was halfway down the corridor and communicating with an outside supporter, suddenly stepped into nothingness, tumbling down the stairs motionless.
In the yard, Liu Zhi and his sister collapsed on the tent they were setting up, while two university students who were roaming the hospital fainted on the road; as for the couple stealing a moment of romance, they lost consciousness in each other's embrace.
A profound darkness enveloped the entire mental asylum, unnoticeable in the cover of night.
The supporter who had received Zhu Haiyang's call scratched his head blankly as he listened to the busy tone on the other end, unaware of who had made the call or even forgetting that Zhu Haiyang existed.
Then, the darkness gradually faded, and the mental asylum remained as it was.
But all the people there had disappeared.
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