Human instinct compelled Akasaka to turn back and investigate, even though he was trembling with fear.
However, just as Akasaka was about to scream in fright when his head was gently cupped, he heard his friend's voice close to his ear, "Don't turn around, don't look!"
Akasaka swallowed hard. He wanted to loudly ask Cheng Shuang what she was doing and warn her not to do anything reckless, but the friction sounds grew louder and louder, making him so scared that he couldn't utter a sound.
Cheng Shuang quietly extended a palm-sized mirror toward the stairwell, adjusted the angle, and suddenly a woman with messy hair draped over her forehead appeared in the mirror.
The woman crawled down the stairs from the second floor, dragging her twisted limbs. Her tattered beige dress was stained with dried blood, and her body made a screeching sound as it rubbed against the floor.
The pain was excruciating to my eardrums.
As if sensing Cheng Shuang's gaze, the crawling woman suddenly raised her head, her red, empty eyes meeting Cheng Shuang's gaze in the mirror.
The little girl instantly withdrew the mirror. She was a seasoned veteran, and the other party was neither strangely shaped nor foul-smelling. In fact, at first glance, the homeless person's appearance was so close to that of a human that the little girl was not flustered at all and almost did not react.
However, this scene seemed vaguely familiar!
It looks just like a scene from a horror movie.
"What's wrong?" Akasaka asked in a low voice, his anxiety jolting his friend out of his thoughts.
"It's nothing!" Cheng Shuang lowered her eyes, her tone relaxed. "We knocked something onto the stairs when we left. It was a deflated ball, I'll just pick it up!"
'Deflated Ball': #￥%*@￥, I'll show you what it means to be slapped in the face!
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