Wu Lao Er could feel as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
His mind went blank; his only thought was that he absolutely could not be discovered by Pan Ting.
Pan Ting's voice rang out again, "Second Brother, do you think you'll be safe just by hiding from me? I can smell your scent and feel your fear." Her tone was laced with sarcasm and mockery, as if she were enjoying this cat-and-mouse game.
Wu Lao Er's back was pressed tightly against the wall, as if trying to blend into it. His eyes looked around frantically, searching for any possible escape route.
However, the room seemed to have become an inescapable cage, trapping him tightly.
"Second brother, stop struggling and come out obediently." Pan Ting's voice grew increasingly sinister. "I'll show you that hiding is useless."
Wu Lao Er's body trembled even more violently, his teeth chattering and making a "clucking" sound. His eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, as if he had already foreseen his tragic end.
Pan Ting's footsteps stopped in front of the bedside table in the room, and for a moment, the whole world seemed to stand still.
Wu Lao Er held his breath, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.
"Second brother, I'm going to open the cabinet now." As Pan Ting finished speaking, the cabinet in front of the bed was slowly pushed open, and a faint light shone into the cabinet, illuminating Pan Ting's distorted face.
A strange smile played on her lips, and her eyes gleamed with madness.
Unable to endure the torment of fear any longer, Wu Lao Er let out a desperate scream, "No!"
Pan Ting, however, drew closer step by step, her figure appearing even taller and more terrifying in the moonlight.
Wu Lao Er desperately retreated until he had nowhere left to go.
"Second Brother, the game is over." Pan Ting stretched out her hand, her slender fingers like the claws of a demon, reaching for Wu Lao Er, and excitedly sticking out her scarlet forked tongue.
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