C200 The Evil Thing in the Hotel

I looked up at the ceiling and realized that it was also clean and spotless. There was nothing on it. There was no blood at all!

The hair from before had long disappeared.

Could it be an illusion? But I knew that it was definitely not an illusion because my hands were covered in blood and I still felt some pain.

I said, "They are gone."

Yin Miaomiao spread out my palms