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Xia Xiaoyu's heart was almost overloaded, lodged in her throat.
The thought that every time she stopped, there were eyes watching her from the darkness made her legs tremble uncontrollably.
At that moment, she had lost all courage to take a step forward, standing frozen and numb.
Tap, tap, tap...
The strange footsteps sounded again, growing clearer... in the night, they became increasingly distinct.
At the corner of the fourth floor, Xia Xiaoyu suddenly snapped back to reality, nearly jumping in fright.
This time, the footsteps were not going up; they were coming down!
The footsteps were quick, tapping incessantly. Xia Xiaoyu forcibly suppressed the urge to scream...
In the dark stairwell, she hurriedly descended, not caring about being quiet anymore as she rushed down.
Just as she was about to head down from the fourth-floor corridor, she had to stop again.
Tap, tap, tap...
Because there was a series of footsteps coming up from below!
There was more than one presence; there was another?
Xia Xiaoyu forgot to think and instinctively ran toward the end of the fourth-floor corridor. The cold moonlight cast a chilling glow.
In the corridor, a series of hurried footsteps echoed.
At the end of the corridor, looking at the area separated by wooden boards, Xia Xiaoyu felt a sense of desperation.
Without thinking much, she pushed open the innermost old door and rushed inside...
The room was pitch black. Xia Xiaoyu stumbled to a corner, trembling as she hid there. Leaning against the wooden boards, she pressed her hands tightly together.
Inside the room, the faint light filtering through the broken window allowed Xia Xiaoyu to see a vague outline of her surroundings.
She gasped for breath, desperately trying to calm her racing heart.
The footsteps outside the corridor faded away...
The entire Bell Tower fell into silence! The silence was suffocating, increasing her unease.
"Sister~ Sister~"
Just as Xia Xiaoyu began to relax slightly, a sharp voice suddenly pierced through the darkness from a corner.
Xia Xiaoyu's heart jolted, and she looked around but saw nothing.
As she turned back, she suddenly noticed a dark gray doll lying on a pile of discarded shelves, illuminated by the moonlight.
Aside from that, Xia Xiaoyu saw no signs of life.
She didn't know how long it had been; her legs were starting to feel numb before she managed to stand up.
It was still early morning, just past two o'clock and not yet three. She couldn't stay here; this Bell Tower was too eerie.
If she stayed here, who knows what might happen, so at this moment, she couldn't panic; she had to get out of the Bell Tower and leave this cursed place.
By now, Xia Xiaoyu didn't know whether to cry or laugh; she even admired the courage of those who had started going upstairs.
Moreover, her momentary curiosity made her overlook many important details...
Xia Xiaoyu listened carefully to the silent surroundings. After a while, she cautiously stood up and gently walked outside.
The corridor was still empty, devoid of anything, and it remained so quiet that it felt as if the footsteps she had heard earlier never existed.
The atmosphere was exceptionally tense. After staying for quite some time, Xia Xiaoyu finally slowed her pace and slowly walked toward the end of the corridor.
The corridor was dimly lit, with only a faint light coming from the weak moonlight.
As she continued walking for a long time, she realized that she still hadn't seen any stairs.
She began to feel anxious because she noticed a problem: the place she was walking through was not where she had been before.
Especially when she reached the end, where there was only a wooden barrier and no Staircase Entrance leading down, Xia Xiaoyu's unease turned into fear.
Had she gotten lost?
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