Behind the Door

"What was that sound?" Huai Yi reacted strongly.

The Fatty's words made everyone feel uneasy.

In an environment like this, even the slightest disturbance could shatter what little sense of security they had left.

After listening carefully for a few seconds, Zhou Tong turned and looked at the Fatty in confusion. "What did you hear?"

"I didn't hear anything either." Feng Jie raised his head, his tone as concise as he was.

Lin Muyun shook his head too, indicating that he hadn't heard anything.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng hadn't heard anything strange either. But since it was the Fatty who had heard it, Jiang Cheng still showed due caution. "Can you still hear it?" he asked quietly.

The Fatty looked irritated. The sound gave him an indescribable feeling. "It's still there. It keeps moving, and it's moving fast."

"Can you tell what kind of sound it is?" Jiang Cheng continued.

They hadn't stopped walking, but after the Fatty mentioned hearing something, they had all started walking more quietly.

Everyone huddled close together, and their pace inevitably slowed.

"I don't know." The Fatty's voice grew urgent. "It's a jumble. I can't tell what's making it, but it keeps moving. It's not far from us now."

"No, wait—it's right nearby!"

The Fatty's words exploded among them like a bomb. The terrifying part wasn't just that the eerie sound was getting closer. More importantly, why was the Fatty the only one who could hear it and sense something approaching?

Zhou Tong pressed her lips together and asked softly, tentatively, "Could you have done something that made the murderer set his sights on you again?"

Huai Yi immediately bristled. He glared at her. "What, are you trying to abandon us after we've helped you?"

"Zhou Tong didn't mean it that way. We won't