C220 Disappeared Person

Whenever Tang Zhong thought about that pale, small body swaying towards the door, tapping with its tiny hands, leaving sticky trails on the door, he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he were surrounded by a chilling presence.

“No, that's not body fluid,” Zhang Baigui asserted. “That dummy isn’t a decaying corpse. When a body decomposes, it produces a greenish fluid