A strange, shrill, mournful scream.
The hard wall plaster instantly burst apart. Like torn flesh, it curled back, and a jet of black, foul-smelling pus sprayed out from within!
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Sizzle, sizzle!
Sizzle, sizzle!
The lights inside the room began emitting strange electrical crackles.
But they remained bright.
There was none of the usual flickering between light and darkness.
However.
Even so.
Liu Yuanyuan and Don still felt the surroundings growing darker and darker... It was bizarre. The lights clearly had not gone out, yet the illumination was inexplicably fading, causing the crack in the wall to grow blurry as well.
They could only vaguely make out.
Something seemed to be writhing and crawling inside, burrowing its way outward.
At the same time.
Hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor outside.
The door was open.
Liu Yuanyuan turned her head and saw many more filthy footprints in the corridor outside, as if someone had walked through mud before stepping directly onto the corridor floor.
No... not just the corridor.
The walls.
The ceiling.
Everywhere was covered in footprints, as if countless things were stepping across them and coming this way.
But in reality.
They saw nothing.
As they looked over, the footprints did not continue to increase.
It seemed.
The Vicious Ghosts closing in.
Had stopped in their tracks.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!"
The electrical crackling in the room continued. As the light dimmed, something not only writhed inside the breach in the wall, but shadows also swayed in the corners all around them. At a casual glance, there was nothing there.
But when they passed through the corner of one's vision.
It was clear that they were strange shadows holding hands.
"There are Vicious Ghosts everywhere." Don frowned. "It looks like we've been surrounded by Vicious Ghosts."
"Yes."
Liu