The quiet campus is filled with a decadent atmosphere, as if it has been abandoned for a long time, but even in broad daylight, the sound of reading can be heard everywhere.
The dead silent campus was bathed in gradually brighter moonlight. In the center, the weathered and blurred stone statue was covered in shadows, as if a small giant was sitting there.
"There's no noticeable change in the school at night, except that it's a little more gloomy." Qin Nuo looked at the time on his watch. It was two o'clock in the morning. He came half an hour early so that he could walk around more areas.
The moonlight could not penetrate into the corridor of the teaching building. It was pitch black at the end. Qin Nuo walked in the corridor with a flashlight.
The dazzling beam of light swept between the doors and windows of the classroom. The terrifying atmosphere did not affect Qin Nuo's mood. His mind was now full of all the questions he could think of.
"The clue said that there would be strange noises in certain corners at night, but I walked for so long and heard nothing except my own footsteps."
"Or do these things have to happen after 2:30 AM? Any unusual noises are likely caused by ghosts. Do ghosts even have to clock in for the night shift?"
Qin Nuo was thinking as he walked, and suddenly he stopped. The beam of light shot out from his hand stopped on the corridor in front of him.
There was a chair with a puppet on it.
The doll had short twin ponytails and wore a yellow and pink dress. She sat upright on a chair, obviously placed there by someone, and her wooden head had obvious cracks.
Her mouth and jaw seemed to be knocked out, and her face was painted with exaggerated makeup. The makeup technique was very poor, making the puppet's face look even more terrifying.
Seeing such a terrifying puppet doll late at night in such a terrifying ghost school atmosphere makes people imagine all kinds of horror movie plots that will happen next.
The light shone on the puppet, and Qin Nuo imagined the scene of it turning its wooden head and smiling at him.
Disappointingly, it just sat there, motionless.
"Which naughty kid put it in the corridor to scare people?"
Qin Nuo walked over and looked at the puppet carefully. There was nothing special about it.
Then he didn't pay much attention and walked away with a flashlight.
As Qin Nuo walked away, the corridor was swallowed by darkness again.
The dark clouds that had been blocking the full moon in the night sky passed through, and the faint moonlight shone down again, gradually driving away the darkness in the corridor.
In a classroom, a palm-sized figure of light rushed out of the window and quickly rushed towards the puppet doll in the corridor.
Click.
A few seconds later, a crisp sound echoed in the corridor, the sound of wood colliding.
The joints of the broken puppet's body made a sound, and the wooden head twisted slightly, looking in the direction Qin Nuo had left...
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At this time, Qin Nuo came to another corridor, the corridor of the comprehensive building.
The comprehensive building is the classroom for practical courses, and a lot of debris is piled up in the classrooms and even in the corridors.
Some skeleton molds were scattered among the sundries, stimulating the eyes like a pile of corpses.
The flashlight shone into the classroom, and several dark shadows stood there, as if facing Qin Nuo. When the light was turned on, it was discovered that they were just a few human models.
"It's a perfect filming location. There's no need to deliberately use camera shots or background music to create a scary atmosphere. Once you step there, everything is rendered in place."
Qin Nuo is used to these things. As a veteran player, the word "horror" doesn't even exist in his dictionary.
He thought he might not have reached that point yet, but what he saw was a bit bland.
"I smell a familiar scent." The blood-eyed ghost suddenly spoke.
"What a familiar smell."
"curse."
"Another curse?" Qin Nuo's eyes flashed. Curses are very troublesome things. They are invisible and the most terrifying.
Qin Nuo took out a pack of cigarettes.
Of course it was Mr. Constantine’s cigarettes.
In addition to pulling souls back from hell, this ghostly object also grants a certain degree of immunity to curses and the ability to sense approaching curses. Of course, it only protects against some simple curses.
This is a ghost that specifically stands against curses.
I lit a cigarette and placed it at the corner of my mouth without inhaling. The flame burned the tobacco, and wisps of gray smoke swirled around.
"Cigarettes can ease tension and tense nerves, and they can also make people feel inexplicably at ease. I have to say, they are a good thing. There's nothing wrong with taking a couple of puffs."
Qin Nuo doesn't have a smoking habit. He smokes whenever he wants, usually when he's in a bad mood.
Looking at the time again, there are about fifteen minutes left until 2:30 in the morning.
Qin Nuo didn't plan to stay any longer and walked back, but at this moment, he suddenly heard some noises in his ears.
"It seems to be... the sound of the radio?"
At this time, who would have nothing better to do than play songs in school?
Qin Nuo walked towards the source of the sound.
As I walked, the singing became clearer and clearer.
The singing came from the top floor, the fourth floor. When Qin Nuo went up to the fourth floor, his eyebrows suddenly raised.
The cigarette in his mouth suddenly burned faster!
He wasn't pumping at all.
In the corridor, as Qin Nuo took step by step, Constantine's cigarette burned rapidly as if it was being sucked by a hair dryer!
Ashes kept falling, and tobacco kept turning into ashes in the flames.
In less than half a minute, the cigarette burned to the end!
Qin Nuo looked at the fireworks on the ground, then looked ahead, his expression hardening: "Is the smell of the curse so strong?"
"Didn't they say there would be movement at half past two?"
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