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Xia Xiaoyu lay on the bed, her face still showing traces of fear that had not yet faded. In her bright eyes, a flicker of something unnameable shone through. Yet, alongside her fear, there was also an inexplicable feeling about the situation.
Why was she encountering strange events? Why did someone have to die?
Why was it her, and why were they chosen?
Why... why... why?
Xia Xiaoyu had too many questions to answer, calling out into the deep night but receiving no answers in return. She realized that only through her own efforts could she uncover the truths she sought.
While feeling fear in her heart, that inexplicable sense of existence ignited a rebellious spirit within Xia Xiaoyu's subconscious. Yes, why should they target us? Why should they harm them? There must be a reason.
Moreover, was she really the type to be bullied and dare not speak up?
Xia Xiaoyu had made up her mind; since she had come this far, she must uncover the truth behind the entire matter.
But what exactly was the truth?
As Xia Xiaoyu's thoughts spiraled into chaos, her mind began to blur. Just as she seemed to drift into sleep, she caught sight of a beautiful face glowing with a sinister light in the pitch-black dormitory, smiling in a ghostly manner...
Was that the painting on the wall?
A chill gradually emerged, and Xia Xiaoyu felt a hazy, murky sensation.
"Xia~Xiaoyu~"
Suddenly, a strange, ethereal voice echoed.
Xia Xiaoyu felt a jolt throughout her body. She abruptly opened her eyes; the voice was sharp, resonating with a ghostly tone reminiscent of Yin Yang, drawn out for a long time.
"Xia~Xiaoyu~"
As Xia Xiaoyu remained silent, the voice echoed again.
Surrounded by darkness, Xia Xiaoyu suddenly came to her senses. This was her dormitory, but strangely, there was no one inside. She felt scared, but when the voice called out, she quickly looked up at the Quartz Clock hanging on the wall.
It was the Quartz Clock calling her name. Yes, the voice was elongated and wavering. With each tick of the second hand, it emitted a strange sound—a woman's voice calling her name.
"It must be a dream..."
Xia Xiaoyu knew she was having another nightmare and just wanted to wake up quickly.
"Hehehehe..."
Suddenly, the dormitory was filled with a terrifying, eerie laughter that sent chills down Xia Xiaoyu's spine.
"Don't cling to me anymore, please don't cling to me..."
Xia Xiaoyu almost begged as she shouted in the dormitory. She had completely broken down; any girl in such a situation would have probably gone insane by now.
"I'm so miserable..."
That terrifying woman's voice began to echo from every corner of the dormitory, drifting into Xia Xiaoyu's ears. Xia Xiaoyu was on the verge of losing her mind.
"Go away, go away..."
Xia Xiaoyu screamed frantically, but it was of no use. In the darkness, mocking laughter echoed around her.
"Hehehe..."
It was eerie and terrifying, seeping from every corner and reverberating in the enclosed dormitory.
Xia Xiaoyu couldn't stay there for another moment. She struggled to get out of bed, opened the dormitory door, and rushed out.
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