When he arrived in San Francisco, aside from several Cemetery Members, no one else knew; generally speaking, after guests check in, hotel staff wouldn't disturb them without reason.
So who could be knocking on the door now?
Sun Yan pondered for a moment, then headed towards the door.
As he put his eye to the peephole, he saw nothing outside. Just as he was about to pull back, a man with his arms straight up suddenly appeared outside the door.
"Clack... clack... clack..."
A strange sound like rusty gears turning echoed around Sun Yan, grating on his nerves and making his scalp tingle.
Before his eyes blurred again, the whirlpool from before started to appear.
Sun Yan was startled, realizing this was some sort of urban legend coming to find him.
Could it be that everyone who commented on that post would be drawn to this ghostly thing?
