A Mad, Mad, Desperate World: I Became the Last Hope

My name is Chu Yue, and I'm a recent college graduate working as an intern. One day, just before closing time, my supervisor announced that we had to attend an impromptu meeting. But as the meeting went on, the speaker at the front began telling ghost stories.

Just when I thought the speaker was a con artist, I happened to glance down the hallway. A woman in red was standing there, though I had no idea how long she'd been there. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were vacant and numb, devoid of any sign of life.

“Hasn't she been dead for days? Why is she here?”

“Ah!”

A colleague suddenly screamed, pointing at the person slumped over the desk and stammering, “He, he looks dead...”