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The Academic Director, often jokingly referred to as a strange figure by the staff, was resolutely putting an end to the rumors circulating in the school. At that moment, he was leading a search of the school's forbidden areas, feeling a wave of unease wash over him. The dim lighting limited their flashlight beams, and suddenly, one person's foot became stuck to something.
Struggling to lift his foot, he felt something still clinging to the sole of his shoe. He directed his flashlight downwards and saw several streaks of crimson blood dragged out on the grayish-yellow wooden floor beneath him. To his shock, the light reflected a faint glimmer. Not far from his body lay a dark red mass that resembled minced meat, with some white, bone-like fragments protruding from it. A foul-smelling stream of blood flowed from it, trickling towards his other foot.
"Mom, oh my God!" The man's head felt like it was swelling, his tongue stumbling over words as he maintained a comical pose while revealing a terrifying expression.
"Director..." The Academic Director heard an unusual tone in the voice of a teacher nearby. He turned sharply, and at that moment, countless sharp claws leaped down from the rafters above, lunging towards them. The teachers, already filled with dread, instantly fell into chaos. Some cried out in pain... others ran... screams pierced their eardrums as shadows danced before their eyes. "Don't be afraid! Stay calm..." The Academic Director's voice sounded so pale and powerless.
In an instant, the teachers were thrown into disarray. A cacophony of creaking wood echoed as the staircase groaned in agony. Like startled birds and beasts, they scattered down the stairs toward the exit. Alone, the Academic Director surveyed his surroundings; in an instant, all the teachers had fled. His heart raced anxiously, pounding violently as a sharp pain shot through him. Just as he pressed his hand against his chest, a gust of wind swept past him, blurring his vision... Instinctively raising his arm to shield himself brought excruciating pain as several bloody claw marks appeared.
As the panicked teachers burst through the doors of Yellow Crane Tower, they realized that the Academic Director had not followed them out. "Director... we should go back and check!" A few wiped sweat from their brows and exchanged worried glances at their own injuries before mustering the courage to see how he was doing.
Just as they were about to enter again, the Academic Director stumbled down from the staircase, his face pale and blood seeping through his fingers where he clutched his arm.
"Director, you're hurt worse than we are! What attacked us just now?"
"I don't know; I couldn't see clearly... ugh..."
"Let's get you to the hospital!" After emerging from inside, the Academic Director remained silent, growing increasingly pale. One teacher stepped forward with tissues to wipe away the blood when suddenly he collapsed on the ground, clutching his chest.
The teachers knew about his heart condition and hurriedly worked together to get him to the hospital amidst the chaos. In their flurry of activity, no one noticed that one teacher waiting at the entrance had disappeared.
The teachers rushed out from Yellow Crane Tower in panic. A few surrounded the Academic Director as they hurried toward the school gate. Ziya and others peered through classroom windows and saw that what had been a quiet classroom now resembled boiling water—more accurately described as sparrows in a forest chattering away excitedly. Some even dashed out of class to find out what was happening.
“Zhiqing, where did the teachers go just now? Did they go to Yellow Crane Tower?” Ziya asked anxiously, her voice trembling.
“Hmm.” Worry filled Zhiqing's deep-set eyes. If the teachers were acting this way, then there must be something strange about Yellow Crane Tower.
“Oh my, did the Ghost Baby attack the teachers?” Sun Meng exclaimed in shock, her heart racing.
“Stop gossiping. We shouldn't jump to conclusions before we have all the facts; we don't want to cause unnecessary panic,” Zhiqing, the class monitor, quickly intervened to stop her classmates' chatter and discuss the arrangements for the next class with Ziya.
After a flurry of activity at the hospital, they suddenly realized that another female teacher who had been waiting for them at the entrance of Yellow Crane Tower was missing. This teacher was a newly arrived substitute named Wang Mei.
“Did any of you see Wang Mei when you came out?”
“No, I was the first one out.”
“She probably went back to the office! She wouldn’t be foolish enough to wait there.”
“Yeah.” The teachers watched as the academic director received treatment; he kept his eyes half-closed and remained silent. They knew there was likely no danger, so they decided to leave one young teacher behind while the others received rabies vaccinations just in case.
“This scratch looks like it was made by sharp claws. It couldn’t be…” One teacher raised his hand to show another teacher the wound on his wrist as they headed back to school.
“You can’t seriously believe in that rumored Ghost Baby! This is Tianchao; such things are taboo here.”
“Damn it, my wound is on my back and it hurts like hell. Can you see if there's any blood seeping out?”
"No, my injury is on my neck. Do emotions really eat people?"
"Don't say such things. We're teachers; it's not good if someone hears us."
"I think we should call the firefighters to see what exactly is going on in there."
"We can't do that. It would damage the school's reputation, and we won't have any new students coming here next year." Several teachers discussed this as they made their way back to the school.
Upon returning, the teachers immediately went to the office to check on a female teacher named Wang Mei. When the remaining teachers in the office informed them that Wang Mei had not returned, they were truly bewildered.
The teachers searched everywhere, even checking the restrooms multiple times, but there was no sign of her... A living person couldn't just disappear like that! The entire campus was enveloped in a tense atmosphere, and it seemed as if even the heavens were pitying them; suddenly, the sky grew unusually dark, and in an instant, it felt as though a storm was about to break.
All the lights in the classroom flickered on simultaneously, illuminating an area of several hundred meters where visibility was poor. It was 4:10 PM. Ziya and Zhi Qing methodically reviewed all the lessons they had learned, and something unbelievable began to unfold.
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