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Before she could even think about these matters, Surin's footsteps continued toward the Staircase Entrance on the second floor of the Old Building.
The Staircase Entrance was very dark, making it impossible to see anything. In front of the Old Building, Surin stepped onto the stairs.
Then, he disappeared into the darkness...
Xia Xiaoyu stood there in a daze, forgetting to think, simply watching everything quietly.
What did she really want to do?
Xia Xiaoyu could clearly feel her heartbeat beginning to quicken erratically, a sense of oppression rising within her.
Should she follow him or retreat?
These two thoughts crossed her mind in an instant.
However, after glancing back at the vast night behind her, Xia Xiaoyu realized that she seemed to have walked into a dead end.
Even if she turned back, she would never uncover any truth!
Scenes from Lin Xi's death flashed through Xia Xiaoyu's mind; she could not forget that emaciated figure of Lin Xi, nor could she forget that pure and innocent girl from high school.
Her death must be hiding a huge secret.
If she turned back now, wouldn’t that be escaping? Wouldn’t the truth remain forever unanswered?
She could not escape or be afraid; she had to find out the truth behind everything. She had to...
The fear reflected in Xia Xiaoyu's eyes began to brighten because she knew that in order to find answers, she would have to face many unexpected events. Otherwise, the truth would remain elusive forever.
She had to uncover the real cause of death for Lin Xi and those other mysteriously deceased girls.
Determined, Xia Xiaoyu suppressed her racing heartbeat, clenched her small hands, and stepped forward to follow.
The hallway remained dark and eerie, the sound of footsteps echoing continuously.
As Xia Xiaoyu reached the corner on the first floor, she found herself enveloped in complete darkness, a chilling sensation creeping up from her feet and spreading throughout her body.
Cold sweat had already dampened her short-sleeved shirt. Her breathing was shallow, but her heart was beating at an overwhelming frequency. Xia Xiaoyu exhaled, trying to calm her increasingly anxious mind.
Above her was the pitch-black, silent corridor, showing no signs of change.
Was it just the darkness wrapped in night?
Had Surin disappeared again?
Xia Xiaoyu was startled by the rising anxiety, but before she could gather her thoughts, footsteps echoed from the second floor. With the faint light reflecting off the corridor walls, she caught sight of a shadow.
The footsteps were quick but lacked the orderly rhythm from when they were at the Bell Tower; it sounded like normal walking.
Xia Xiaoyu softened her footsteps as she slowly ascended through the dark night and ethereal corridor.
After a long while, the sounds faded away. On the third floor, Xia Xiaoyu realized that Surin had gone up to the rooftop on the sixth floor, leaving her alone in the darkness.
She could feel her own heavy breathing in the dark and even sensed her legs trembling; she felt as if she might collapse.
Tap... Tap... Tap...
Just as Xia Xiaoyu was about to make a move, a chilling sound came from above on the fourth floor.
A sensation like being trapped in an ice cellar began to flood into Xia Xiaoyu's body. An instinctive feeling warned her.
Trouble was coming...
The sound began to thump, like a person jumping and then landing, which inevitably made Xia Xiaoyu think of a particularly special creature... a zombie.
Although it seemed absurd, the unprecedented sense of panic in her heart, combined with a woman's innate sensitivity, reminded Xia Xiaoyu of the urgency of the situation.
Should she leave immediately?
She had a feeling that if she didn’t leave right now, quickly, then tonight would be far more terrifying than encountering anything strange.
Her throat felt dry and cracked, as if it might break apart, and her heart started to race uncontrollably.
Without fully processing the bizarre terror surrounding her, Xia Xiaoyu ran madly down the stairs before being completely engulfed by that tidal wave of fear.
Her footsteps echoed loudly as she clutched the rickety railing, running down into the darkness. She was aware of the spacing of the steps; although she didn’t fall, she twisted her ankle sharply while turning.
A piercing pain surged through her, but she knew she couldn’t afford to dwell on it; she had to get out of there.
If it had been any other time, Xia Xiaoyu would have struggled to stand up after twisting her ankle and wouldn’t have been able to walk. But this time was different; the thought in her mind was strong—she couldn’t stay here.
Her rationality and instincts told her that she needed to leave as quickly as possible.
The power of the human subconscious is limitless; when a desire reaches its peak in one’s heart, an extreme energy surges throughout the body.
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