Chapter 941: Ghostly Happenings in the Morgue at Midnight

The nurse led Cheyenne straight to room 203, but as soon as she entered the room, the door slammed shut behind her. She turned around and saw that the nurse had disappeared, replaced by a tall figure dressed in black with a mask covering most of his face. His eyes were full of malice. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" The man approached Cheyenne step by step, his hand gripping a knife handle in his coat pocket. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that both of you will be joining me in death today," he said with a hoarse voice. A glint of silver flashed before Cheyenne's eyes as she saw the man's knife. She quickly grabbed a pillow from the bed and held it up to protect herself from his attack. The sharp blade sliced through the pillow and cotton flew everywhere like snowflakes falling from above. Through the pillow, Cheyenne could see hatred burning in his eyes. "I don't know you! Why do you want to kill me? How much did they pay you? I'll give you double!" she plea