Lowbrow Fear (Sixteen)
Mm—
At that moment, Eva's movements were so frantic that it was almost worrying she might swallow the hand covering her mouth.
But in any case, the scream that should have been utterly bloodcurdling was swallowed first.
The room was less than ten square meters, so although the lighting was terribly dim, it wasn't hard to make out that it was mostly filled with cleaning supplies and the like.
Even a slight sniff was enough to catch the distinctive musty smell of mops.
And amid all those tools, someone was sitting against the corner wall.
It was definitely no trick of the eyes; the figure even seemed rather tall.
The instant they'd entered, Fu Qian had noticed something amiss. He'd only made the arrangements he had because he'd taken Eva's nerves into consideration.
As for why he hadn't opened the iron door right away, and had waited until now to show off his skills—
If he'd opened it then, how could they have experienced such a rich and varied school life?
Besides, judging by what had happened afterward, they might have run straight into the person who'd just come up the stairs.
If the results of the test in the previous scenario were representative, then extraordinary forces might exist in this mission, but they didn't seem to hold the same overwhelming advantage over ordinary people that they usually did.
In other words, there was room to maneuver.
In that case, before he'd figured out what this scenario was all about, Fu Qian wasn't in a hurry to interfere blindly with cause and effect.
As it turned out, this Twilight School really was lively.
Not only were they being chased and cornered in its maze-like layout, with monsters in front and shadows behind them.
There was even an