"Uncle, I...I want to go to the bathroom."

Yuriko Nakajima blushed and whispered to the middle-aged man walking in the front of the team. Liao Huarong stopped and turned around and looked at the girl talking.

Not long ago, in order to understand the curse wrapped around his daughter, he sneaked into Akata's house alone late at night, trying to find useful information from the haunted house.

When searching the living room, several "dong", "dong" and "dong" sounds suddenly came from the direction of the dark wooden stairs.

Under the flashlight, Liao Huarong saw a pair of naked feet of a child and ran quickly along the steps to the second floor.

He followed the bloody footprints on the steps to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the room, the door behind him suddenly closed automatically.

In the silent darkness, the originally locked closet was heard from the sharp sound of nails scratching the wooden boards, and all the drawers also trembled violently at this time.

There was a strange burning smell of flesh in the air, and countless sharp and harsh crying sounds came from all directions, like a magical sound that filled his ears, which made Liao Huarong feel a headache.

He knelt on the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Realizing that something was wrong, Liao Huarong climbed to the window little by little, used all his strength to smash the window open, and threw his phone on the lawn in the garden.

The closet door opened, and countless coke-like arms stretched out from the darkness, grabbing Liao Huarong's body.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, Liao Huarong only felt that he was sucked into a dark space by a strange force.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had turned into an abandoned school building.

There was a violent sound of running outside the corridor. Hearing this movement, he walked out of the room for no reason, but unexpectedly met three high school students with panic expressions.

Take Nakamura, Tetsuro Yamamoto, Yuriko Nakajima.

The children in front of me are the students who disappeared with Aida Kana two weeks ago.

From these students, Liao Huarong roughly understood what happened and realized that he was now in a chaotic time and space.

It happened that they are now on the fourth floor.

Takeshi Nakamura gasped and told Liao Huarong with a pale face: After scattering with two other companions, the three of them found that the stairs leading to the lower level had disappeared bizarrely.

Now they are trapped on the fourth floor. Everyone has been searching along the corridor for a long time, but they still can't find a way out.

Liao Huarong pondered for a moment, then asked about the location of the three of them in the haunted classroom.

"Uncle, you won't want to go there, right?"

Yamamoto Tetsuro said in a terrified look: "The room is full of ghosts, we have seen it with our own eyes!"

Liao Huarong ignored the other party's words. Before leaving, he told the three of them not to run around and find a safe place to hide. After saying this, he borrowed a flashlight from Yuriko Nakajima and headed for the haunted four years alone.

Class 6 groped through the direction.

But what he didn't expect was that not long after he walked out, the three of them came over again.

For these fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, instead of leaving behind unknown dangers in the dark, it is better to follow the uncle who looks fierce and evil.

Seeing them following, Liao Huarong didn't say anything. Just as he passed by the bathroom, the only girl in the team suddenly spoke.

"Go, we'll wait for you outside the door."

Surprisingly, Liao Huarong agreed to her request.

Yuriko Nakajima thanked him repeatedly, quickly pushed open the decaying wooden door in front of her and ran into the bathroom.

She shone around with a flashlight. A mirror covered with spider webs and dust was hung on the wall on her left, and there was a row of washbasins under the mirror.

Strangely, this school building has been abandoned for a long time, but there is still water flowing out of the rusty faucet.

Listening to the sound of the water droplets falling, although Yuriko Nakajima felt her heart hair, her physiological needs had surpassed her fear at this time.

With the idea of ​​a quick battle, she pushed open a door, entered the compartment and sat down quickly.

"Crazy--"

After pressing the flush button, the sound of water in the toilet seemed particularly abrupt in the empty and silent bathroom.

Yuriko Nakajima's heart was beating, and she got up and pulled her skirt, thinking that she could no longer be so full of plants and trees.

After pushing open the door, she walked to the pool and turned the lit phone lens towards the mirror; then unscrewed the faucet, washed her hands, and tidied up the instrument.

However, just as she looked up, Yuriko suddenly discovered that a black shadow quickly passed behind her, pushed open the door and walked into a certain compartment.

Sometimes, after being extremely frightened, the body cannot react at all.

This is what Yuriko is like at this moment.

She immediately stood there in a daze, and even forgot to shout to her companions outside.

The water in the pool flowed out. Through the reflection of the mirror, Yuriko saw a few pale fingers, slowly stretched out from behind the door, and slapped it at the door.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing this terrifying scene, she finally screamed in dismay.

Yuriko staggered out, but she found in despair that the toilet door seemed to be blocked by some force and could not be opened at all.

"Help!! Save me!!"

She beat the door desperately, but no matter how she called, Liao Huarong and others outside did not respond at all.

Yuriko fell to the ground in a collapse, and she curled up in the corner with her head in her arms, but after a long time, the horror scene she imagined did not happen.

The toilet compartment door was slightly open, and the terrifying ghost hands just now disappeared.

No... you can't sit still and wait for death at this time.

She got up from the ground tremblingly. Thinking that her phone was still left by the pool, Yuriko moved over carefully and turned off the faucet that had been flowing water.

"Tick", "Tick", "Tick"

In the darkness, the sound of water drops falling seemed particularly harsh.

Yuriko was breathing heavily and grabbed her phone, constantly shining the light around her, fearing that something would approach her without realizing it.

"Buzz--"

Suddenly, the phone suddenly vibrated, and a string of unknown numbers popped up on the screen.

She was so despair that she subconsciously pressed the answer button and trembled with her phone in her ear.

"Hello……"

After a few seconds of silence, Yuriko couldn't help but speak.

However, then, a shrill scream came from the receiver without warning.

The fabric rubs against the ground, struggles, kicks his legs, and the movements on the other end of the phone become more and more noisy.

Yuriko was frightened and tried hard to hang up the phone, but the phone did not respond at all.

She screamed and threw her phone aside, her fingers seemingly touching the camera in the process.

I saw that the phone slid to the ground in the distance, accompanied by the "click" and "click" flash lights, and several photos were taken in succession.

Yuriko gasped violently until the screen light of the phone in the distance gradually dimmed, and the sound on the other side of the earpiece disappeared.

When the bathroom was completely covered by darkness, there was only the sound of dripping water left around.

"Hu—Hu—"

Suddenly, a slight panting sounded like thunder on the ground, and suddenly sounded in Yuriko's ears.

Yuriko screamed and crawled to the other side. At this moment, her spiritual will was on the verge of collapse.

"Woooooooooooooooooo please don't hurt me..."

Yuriko couldn't see the scene around her at all. She sobbed and kept fumbled on the ground with her hands to find the phone that had just been thrown away.

The surroundings were silent to the point of silence. In such an empty area, Yuriko was terrified to find that she could not hear the echo of her shouting.

The rustling cloth rubbed again from behind me, something crawled and squirmed on the ground, and got closer and closer to me.

Yuriko suddenly felt weak all over. She cried and crawled forward desperately. Soon, she touched a hard and cold object.

With... a cell phone!

The moment she grabbed the phone, she felt as if she had caught a life-saving straw.

Yuriko quickly turned on the screen, as if as long as the light light came on, she could dispel the darkness in front of her and drive away the things behind her.

However……

"What's this?"

The moment the screen lights up, Yuriko found that there were a few more photos in her album.

In the picture, a female corpse with a miserable death was slumped on the toilet.

Her uniform was old and dirty, stained with shocking blood.

Half of the female corpse's face was bloody and bloody, and the left half of her head was deeply sunk. Her eyes were wide open, her eyes full of fear and reluctance.

The moment she saw the appearance of the female corpse clearly, Yuriko screamed in a daze: the corpse in the photo is clearly her own!

At this time, she suddenly realized that the screams from the phone just now seemed to be her own voice.

"Tick"

A drop of red blood fell in front of her along the gap in the ceiling. Yuriko raised her head and saw clearly above her eyes widened, her body suddenly froze, and her phone fell down.

"call--"

The gasp sounded again from her ears.
Chapter completed!