Yi Tong stood alone behind the fog-covered glass doors, holding an old thread-bound book as she calmly watched the six people drawing closer.
She still wore that pristine white shirt. Her short hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing long Tassel Earrings that flickered beneath the lights.
She did not know how long it had been.
Eleven days ago, she had been trapped here. Aside from books, her only company had been Ghost possession. She had lived miserably.
And now, on this snowy night, the Seven People would begin here and enter that truly terrifying place.
Whenever she thought of this, ripples inevitably stirred within Yi Tong's calm heart.
The library's glass doors were pushed open from outside, brushing against the Wind Chime at the threshold and making it sway beautifully.
What Ji Li had brought was not merely five employees, but also the snowstorm that made hearts tremble.
Yi Tong took a deep breath and pursed her lips. She stepped forward, looking at everyone with a faint melancholy in her eyes.
The library differed from every other location. Its rules were unknown, its dangers unknown. Tonight, it was the most dangerous place to act.
Ji Li would certainly bring every employee he could, but at the sight before her, Yi Tong's heart sank.
She had to remain trapped in the library most of the time and could not contact the outside world, save for the brief period after closing.
As a result, she had become almost completely disconnected from most of them, and the information she possessed was scarce.
Yet when she saw the people before her, she had already found some answers.
Yi Tong lowered her eyes. Her face was calm, but the sorrow beneath it could not be concealed.
"Is this all that's left...?"
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