"Please come down quickly, I'm scared alone," Diana's trembling voice echoed from downstairs. I reluctantly walked down and looked at Diana's pale face, feeling full of guilt.

"I'm sorry. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have come in here with me," I said helplessly.

"No, it's not like that. It was me who suggested coming here initially. It's not your fault," Diana said seriously, despite her pale face. This made me feel even more guilty.

But our immediate priority was to find a way out. Looking at the building that seemed to be perpetually stuck on the second floor, I pondered constantly in my mind about how to find an exit.

I stared at the stairs below and pondered carefully. Soon, I came up with a plan. I said seriously to Diana, "If I'm not wrong, there's a ghost in the girl's dormitory. It's changed the entire spatial layout, making it impossible for us to find a way out."

"It made all the floors look exactly the same. We thought we were walking into an infinite loop of floors. But no matter how it changes, it can't alter our real location."

"Think about it. We walked through three floors from the second floor, meaning we should have reached the fifth floor. But it still shows the second floor. If I'm not wrong, we've been deceived. We're not actually on the second floor, but the fifth floor. And after we walked down three floors, we're actually on the second floor now."

"If your deduction is correct, we'll be able to get out after walking through one more floor," Diana asked excitedly, her frail body trembling slightly as if she couldn't hold it anymore.

"That's what I think if I'm not wrong," I said somewhat proudly. Although the ghost's setup seemed impressive, it wasn't perfect. The ghost's power couldn't be so strong that it could isolate space. All it could do was to interfere with our vision, making us form the illusion that we were walking into an infinite loop.

My deduction wouldn't be wrong. I had absolute confidence in it. What we were facing was just a ghostly maze. While it might look scary, it was essentially just being lost at night or in the countryside, unable to distinguish directions, with a blurred sense of self and not knowing where to go. Eventually, one would walk in a circle and end up back at the starting point.

But this was a staircase, not a vast environment without reference points. No matter how we walked, we couldn't possibly go in circles. There were only two paths on a staircase: up or down.

I took Diana's hand and quickly walked downstairs. But after descending, we were still on the second floor. My face changed slightly, and I continued walking downstairs stubbornly.

After walking through five floors consecutively, I finally collapsed on the ground, my face pale. In front of me was still the second floor. Nothing had changed, even the scratches I had made were identical.

It turned out that my deduction was wrong. This building had only five floors, and we had walked down so many floors already. According to common sense, we should have reached the bottom long ago.

But so far, all I could see was an endless staircase. Nothing had changed.

Diana had already tiredly sat on the stairs, her face looking terrible. But she didn't blame me, just silently holding her phone.

"Right, the phone," I suddenly remembered and quickly picked up mine, but there was no signal at all. I shook my head and sat down again in disappointment.

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"Is there really no way out of this staircase?" I muttered to myself. I had tried it already, and no matter if I walked up or down, I couldn't get out. No matter how I walked, all the floors were still the second floor.

Just like an infinite loop of a numerical sequence, no matter how we try, we cannot move forward. The entire female dormitory seems like a curse. Once we step inside, we cannot get out.

"Let's keep going, I'll definitely find a way," I gritted my teeth and said, grasping Diana's hand as I headed downstairs. The stairs flashed before my eyes, and when Diana and I reached the ground floor, my face was almost as white as paper. Yes, it was still the second floor. Nothing had changed; we were trapped in this staircase with no escape.

Diana was already sobbing, and even my spirit was on the verge of collapse. The staircase that couldn't be exited was like a huge curse, suffocating us.

"What should we do? What should we do?" I whispered in fear. My arms were trembling, and my whole body seemed to be shaking too. The feeling was indescribable.

"Let's go up this time," I said to Diana, who had lost all sense of initiative and could only be pulled like a puppet. I took a deep breath and led Diana up seven floors.

"Since we can't go down, I'll go up. I want to see how many floors this building has." I gritted my teeth and said, like a gambler who had lost everything.

Seven consecutive floors, all with the same environment, the same scratches on the walls, without any change. The entire staircase seemed like an infinite loop, and no matter how we walked, we couldn't find a way out.

"If this one doesn't work, let's try the other staircase on the corridor." I pointed to the other staircase next to the corridor and shouted, then led Diana to that staircase.

But it was still the same, no change. The upstairs was still the second floor, and the downstairs was still the second floor.

"You take this staircase, and I'll take that one. Let's go up at the same time." I said to Diana, already prepared to go all out. Diana nodded in agreement. We each went to a different staircase and stared at each other across the corridor, starting to walk up the stairs simultaneously.

But the next scene left me deeply shocked. Diana and I still arrived at the second floor simultaneously, and as I looked at Diana on the other side of the corridor, I collapsed on the ground, my face ashen.

I had already tried all the methods I could think of. I had done everything, but we still couldn't get out of the stairs.

"It's no use, nothing is working," Diana said, her body exhausted and her face filled with sadness. I shook my head and sat beside her, still thinking.

It was getting darker and darker outside, and if we didn't get out soon, we would be in serious danger. The power of ghosts would increase indefinitely at night, and we would both die.

But how could we get out? The passages to go up and down were all blocked. No matter how we moved forward, it was meaningless.

"If we can't go up or down, is there any other way?" I muttered nervously, and Diana clung to my arm, also muttering in fear.

As the sky gradually darkened, our situation became more and more dangerous. If we couldn't find a solution, our situation would be even more perilous at night.

"Wait, if we can't go up or down, then let's be more violent," I suddenly said. Then, to Diana's surprise, I picked up a brick from the windowside and smashed it directly.

With the shattering of glass, the entire window was broken open by my force. I twisted it a few times, and the entire window frame crumbled, as this was an old building and the glass and steel windows were already aged.

"This is the second floor. It's safe to jump from here," I said confidently, sticking my head out the window. Indeed, in my sight, this was indeed the second floor. The distance from the window to the ground was not more than two meters, a safe distance. Even if we jumped, we would be fine.

"But this is too high," Diana said reluctantly.

"Let's not be picky about it now. I'll go first, and then you jump down. I'll definitely catch you," I smiled and said. Then I gently removed the window and threw it aside, stepping on the window frame and preparing to jump.

But just then, I suddenly stopped. My eyes were flickering, and my whole body was trembling. Then, I jumped back into the room, my face becoming complicated.

"What's wrong? Why don't you jump?" Diana asked, puzzled by my actions.

"If I jump, I'll be dead for sure," I suddenly said, my eyes full of contemplation.

"That's impossible. You just said this is only the second floor," Diana said.

"No, have you forgotten how that girl died three years ago?" I said with a strange expression on my face.

"She jumped off the building and committed suicide," Diana said.

"Exactly, she jumped, but it wasn't necessarily suicide," I sneered.