Bystanders

Wang Qi reached out and pulled the door open a little. It was indeed a bedroom inside.

A red-cased TV was on, and a single chair stood before it. A person sat on the chair, their back to them.

From the back, it was definitely the gatekeeper.

Except the old man was soaked, as if he'd just been fished out of water. His clothes and hair dripped continuously.

The "swish swish" sound came from the TV. The screen flickered back and forth, emitting a faint cyan light.

Even more bizarrely, with every flicker of the TV, water overflowed from the screen.

It streamed down along the table's edge, giving everyone the impression that it wasn't water, but blood.

As the TV screen gradually stabilized, Jiang Cheng slowly held his breath. This was a recording. A black and white recording, with the time displayed in the bottom left corner.

The picture quality wasn't clear, but they could make out that it was filmed at a swimming pool, in the middle of the night, given the dark background.

A woman was swimming in the pool. She was the only one in the vast pool, utterly alone.

Her posture was simple and elegant, like an aloof swan.

The anomaly happened in an instant. The woman's graceful movements were disrupted, her body twisting. In the middle of the pool, she struggled in pain, splashing countless droplets of water.

Jiang Cheng immediately realized this woman was the high school student who had drowned.

These were the scenes from before her death.

As expected, a moment later, within ten seconds at most, five other girls appeared by the poolside. Jiang Cheng counted them one by one. Exactly five.

One girl immediately tried to jump in to save her, but was pulled back by another girl. The