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Without Jiang Cheng's reminder, Lin Muyun gathered his strength one last time and swung the chair at Yuan Xiaotian. Then he rushed to Lin Muwan's side, scooped her up without a word, and ran.

The moment they burst through the emergency exit, Lin Muwan anxiously turned her head. Behind her and her brother, the fog in the stairwell slowly closed in, like a barrier cutting off her view.

It also cut off someone's hope of surviving.

Lin Muwan's eyes suddenly filled with panic. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. Just as the fog was about to close completely, a figure burst through it.

The pallor drained from her face, and Lin Muwan let out a long breath of relief.

Jiang Cheng was much faster than Lin Muyun, who was carrying his sister. As he passed him, he even reached out and pulled him along.

The sound of someone stumbling came from behind. Yuan Xiaotian's limbs were twisted backward at the joints as he crawled along the ground, chasing after them like a giant spider.

His head was split in two, resembling a monster's mouthparts, with disgusting slime dripping from it.

Yuan Xiaotian had been faster than them, but at such a short distance, he obviously had no chance. The next second, all three of them burst through the door at once.

The curtain of rain overhead abruptly stopped, as if someone had pressed pause. Raindrops hung suspended in midair like severed threads.

The world fell silent.

"Ring-a-ling-ling—"

A familiar alarm clock rang. The three of them looked toward the sound. Not far away, on the steps beside a landscaped flowerbed, sat an old alarm clock with a bronze-colored casing.

It was exactly like the one in their room.

Their gazes shifted. A blue backpack, the kind students