Xiao Cheng slowly woke up, and was greeted by a strong, nauseating smell of blood.
The scene before her gradually became clearer. Her mind went blank for a moment before she belatedly realized that this seemed to be the restroom on the second floor of the cafeteria.
Number 2's body lay upside down in the pool, the iron hammer lying in the corner, and blood everywhere.
Xiao Cheng stared blankly for a long time, then looked down at her blood-stained hands with a sense of bewilderment.
She gripped a white card tightly, the hard edges pressing against her palm, leaving deep indentations.
It's the ID card number 2 that disappeared before.
Before she could figure out what had happened, a hysterical scream suddenly rang in her ears.
Number 3 was so frightened that he fell to the ground at the toilet door. It took him a long time to regain control of his limbs. He scrambled to his feet and ran outside without looking back.
"wait……"
Xiao Cheng was about to call out to her.
The shadow beneath his feet slowly and silently stretched out into the corner, finally grasping the hammer.
The shadow emerged from the ground, its body dripping with thick, black liquid. It stood behind Xiao Cheng, grinning silently, and raised its arm high.
Bang--
Xiao Cheng felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, then her vision blurred, and she felt heavier and heavier, as if something was pulling her legs down and causing her to sink.
When she reached her limit, her body suddenly felt light and began to float, rising higher and higher until she felt the ceiling above her head.
It looks like a real ceiling.
Xiao Cheng looked incredulous and checked several times before realizing that she was in a state of being like a soul, transparent. She could even see the patterns on the ceiling through her own body.
Looking down again, he saw his own corpse lying in a pool of blood.
A black mass was meticulously dissecting the corpse's head, revealing the white brain matter, and then slowly seeping into every fold.
Then she saw "herself" slowly stand up, with extremely strange movements. At least before this, she could not have imagined that her limbs could be so flexible and twisted into such a bizarre shape.
She watched helplessly as "herself" put the skull back on and then started testing her voice in a high-pitched voice.
Its voice went from being dry and hoarse at the beginning to becoming more and more normal, and finally it could speak a complete tongue twister fluently in Xiao Cheng's voice.
"Eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins," "it" said, then nodded in satisfaction.
"Eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins." "It" repeated again, chuckled, and suddenly tilted its head back, accurately catching Xiao Cheng's gaze.
It is looking at me.
It can see me.
Xiao Cheng shuddered after realizing this.
But that thing clearly didn't intend to do anything to her; it simply extended two index fingers and manually pulled the corners of her mouth up to both sides, almost hooking them all the way to her ears.
"Eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins." "It" maintained this strange, stiff smile, then stretched out its arms, raising both hands high and pointing them at Xiao Cheng.
“You are guilty.” It chuckled. “Now you are the monster.”
A series of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor outside. Fang He, slightly out of breath, rushed in and grabbed "it's" arm.
"Ah, Fang He." "It" blinked, looking bewildered, "What's wrong?"
"You suddenly disappeared from the activity center, what happened?" Fang He frowned and looked around. "This place is quite strange, nothing happened, right?"
It happened!
Xiao Cheng leaned over the ceiling and shouted, but she realized with despair that Fang He seemed not to hear her at all.
His gaze never left "it".
"No, I just woke up." It shook its head innocently. "I don't know anything, but class is about to start. Am I late for the activity?"
"It's okay, we'll make it if we hurry." Fang He patted "it" reassuringly, his eyes practically overflowing with worry, which made Xiao Cheng, the person in question, feel a chill run down her spine.
She said Fang He was abnormal!
Seeing the two people below turn and run away, Xiao Cheng gritted her teeth and shouted again, unwilling to give up, "Fang He! Don't believe it! That thing is a fake!"
Fang He paused slightly, and as Xiao Cheng looked at him with surprise and hope in her eyes, he turned his head as if sensing something.
"What's wrong?" "It" nervously grabbed Fang He's hand.
"It's nothing, I think someone called me just now." He shook his head slightly, then continued walking forward. "It's okay, I must have misheard."
Xiao Cheng was left alone in the toilet, her back teeth almost ground to powder.
"You misheard me, my ass! Are those long ears just for decoration?! You didn't even notice something so obviously wrong!"
"Despair?" A voice whispered in her ear, its resentment almost tangible.
"Despair... Holy crap!"
Xiao Cheng reflexively continued speaking, but suddenly realized something was wrong. She turned her head sharply and saw Fang He's soul floating around her.
Xiao Cheng: "..."
Fang He: "..."
Who would have thought that?
Xiao Cheng reached out and poked him in disbelief. The touch of his soul body was a bit like jelly, cool and bouncy, and the slippery texture was quite intoxicating.
Xiao Cheng was silent for a while, then couldn't help but reach out and touch it again.
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