The entire floor was pitch ck, asionally pierced by eerie flickers of green light.

    “Natalie, this ce is seriously creepy…” Fiona whispered, her voice trembling with fear. Suddenly, she spotted a glow up ahead. Her spirits lifted, thinking she’d found the way out. “Look! Light over there. It must be the exit.”

    Before Natalie could process it, Fiona was dragging her toward the light, and they stumbled into a room. Scattered points of light glimmered around them, illuminating rows of bodiesid out side–by–side. The room was thick with a horrifying atmosphere.

    “This is a morgue!” Natalie gasped, turning to leave, but the door mmed shut behind them and locked with a heavy click.

    Terrified, Fiona started pounding on the door. “Is anyone out there? Help us. Let us out!”

    As she frantically beat against the metal, an icy hand crept onto her neck. A cold breath hissed near her ear. “Heh…”

    Fiona, already scared out of her wits,pletely lost it. “A ghost!” she screamed hysterically.

    Natalie was just as terrified. She watched in utter horror as one of the corpses right in front of her sat up. She screamed frantically. Her soul practically left her body. She fainted on the spot. Fiona, too, copsed in a dead faint.

    “Boring! Selena, these two have no backbone,” a kid in hip–hop gearined, sticking out his tongue in disappointment. He crossed his arms. “Sean has no taste. He called us here just to mess with these losersb?/bb” /b

    Selena wiped her face calmly. “Sean reports directly to the Boss. His orders are the Boss’s orders.”

    “Yeah, yeah, whatever. You and your rules!” the boy grumbled.

    He gave Natalie’s unconscious form a light kick with his sneaker, a nasty grin spreading across his face. “Hey, you think I should scratch up her face a bit? You know, to vent some of the Boss’s anger?”

    Selena shot him a cold re. “Don’t push your luck. The mission’s done. We’re leaving,” With that, she grabbed the boy by the cor and marched out of the room without a backward nce.

    After dealing with the two women, Sean, tilting his head with a lollipop dangling from his mouth, quickly edited the surveince footage. He seamlessly cut out Selena and the boy, restoring the recording to its original state without a single trace left behind.

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    It wasn’t until the hospital cleaning staff arrived to tidy the morgue that they discovered the two unconscious women. When Natalie came to and reviewed the security tapes, she found nothing. The footage was hopelessly blurred. No faces were recognizable.

    Fiona, however, had been scared right out of her mind. She kept rocking back and forth, sucking on her fingers and muttering, “Ghosts… There were ghosts…”

    Natalie was furious, demanding answers. She stormed into Lucas’s office, fuming. “Lucas! How can you just ignore this? My aunt and I were attacked in your hospital. My aunt’s mentally broken now. You have to take responsibility.”

    Lucas knew the Boss had ordered Sean to handle it, so he wasn’t surprised. Frankly, he thought the Boss had gone too easy on them. It was just a scare. If it were up to him, he’d have been much harsher.

    “Responsibility? For what?” Lucas drawled, one hand tucked casually in his pocket, his long legs propped up on his desk. Azyi, /imocking smile yed on his lips, the picture of a careless, spoiled young master.

    “This hospital… well, let’s just say strange things happen. You expect me to handle every little ghost story?” He lit a cigarette, taking a slow drag and blowing out a cloud of smoke.

    He added, “To put it bluntly, I’ve dated plenty of girls. Does that mean I have to marry every single one of them?”

    “You!” Natalie was so enraged that she could barely speak. She pointed a shaking finger at Lucas, her eyes zing red with fury. “Lucas, you’re unbelievable.”

    “Just get out. I don’t have time to watch you have a meltdown,” Lucas said, propping his chin on his hand with a smirk that was both amused and condescending. “Unless you want me to have security throw you out.

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