For a moment, it was as if time had stopped.
I felt the presence of death again. This time, it was coming straight from the phone and the thin guy.
The thin guy seemed to open his mouth to say something. He even lifted his head and looked at me.
Almost reflexively, I reached out and grabbed the phone. At the same time, I swung my other hand across the thin guy's face.
The pain from the mark lasted only an instant. I felt my hand brush against something, but it vanished at once.
I looked at the phone screen again. The message had disappeared, as if it had never been there. The screen was spotless, and there was nothing in the notification bar.
The room was still quiet.
The thin guy closed his mouth and cautiously looked around, then at the phone, then at me.
The fat guy was also staring at me.
My hand twitched as I tried to recall what it had felt like to touch that thing.
What I touched definitely wasn't a ghost or a spirit.
It was as if death itself had been given a physical form.
I looked at the thin guy and asked, "Did you feel anything just now?"
He rubbed his chest, sounding unsure. "It felt like someone touched my lungs... my heart. Like they pressed down on them."
It was a vague description, but I immediately thought of the two hands that had pierced Wen Jing and Lü Tingting.
That thing didn't seem like a ghost either.
Mingxite had been caught on camera. She must have uploaded the video, too.
It was like a declaration.
"It felt pretty strange." The thin guy seemed to mull it over before continuing. "When I saw that message, I felt... pretty strange."
"What happened?"