"So the shadow Brother Fugui saw was the ghost that killed Wan Ming. It... it's still here?" The moment Huai Yi finished speaking, the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
Hearing Huai Yi, Ouyang Huanbin became even more frightened. His voice trembled as he urged, "What are we waiting for? Let's get out of here!"
Jiang Cheng turned and walked toward the wall clock. "No one's stopping you if you want to leave, but I can tell you that going back may not be safe either. This wall clock appeared out of nowhere. The way to survive might be inside it."
Miao Qing and Liu Hui came over as well and carefully examined the wall clock, but they only observed it. No one touched it.
Whether the wall clock was broken or something else was wrong with it, it had stopped. The hour and minute hands remained motionless. "1:17..." Jiang Cheng stared at the clock and spoke softly.
"Does anyone remember what time it was when we heard Wan Ming scream?" Huai Yi suddenly asked.
"It happened so suddenly that I didn't notice the time. But after I returned to my room from Wan Ming's, I glanced at my phone. It was already almost two o'clock," Liu Hui recalled.
"So, counting the time we spent in Wan Ming's room, the time she had the nightmare was very close to when the clock stopped." Miao Qing made a quick calculation in her head, and the conclusion she reached was unsettling.
Bai Xiaojie nervously swallowed and glanced around, as if confirming something. Then she said quietly, "Could this be the time when those things appear? Will they... will they appear every day at 1:17 a.m.?"
This was a new discovery. If they could confirm it, it would be very important for