Ding, ding... clatter, clatter... click!
"Uh, hello."
"This is Wu Ling. This is my roommate, Gu Xiaocheng. And this is An'an."
"Hello, I'm Zheng An."
"Hello."
"Um, is there... some kind of problem?"
"The dormitory seems fine. On my way here, though, I did notice some yin energy. Are there any ghost stories circulating around your campus? Mainly about the dormitory area."
"Jiajia came back and told us about them. I also asked some upperclassmen. It was more or less the same—just jokes. I hadn't heard of anything actually happening."
"Jiaojiao knows a lot. If that's what she found out after asking around, then that's probably how it is."
"It's possible something happened to someone like Senior Chen after she graduated. But if it happened after graduation, then it shouldn't have anything to do with the school, right?"
"We can't rule out certain possibilities. Now, about something else: did any of you—or anyone else on this floor—see a dead person around that time, or do anything else related to this?"
"No, we didn't. I don't think anyone else on this floor did, either. If they had, someone would've said something by now, right? With something like that... you'd definitely think of it... But at the time, the only person we thought of was Senior Chen. We all just assumed..."
"Um, I wanted to ask... Are you sure it wasn't Senior Chen? She's the only possibility, right? She's the only person we might have had contact with... Maybe she was trying to find her parents... It's not impossible, is it? When something happened to her, she'd forgotten to bring her house keys, and her parents weren't home. They hadn't come back for ages. Maybe, maybe because of that, she thought her parents... We never really knew much about Senior Chen's situation.