That Familiar Feeling

The strange sensation at the back of Chen Ge's neck grew stronger. He looked away from the mirror and slowly turned around.

Hair brushed across the bridge of his nose. Chen Ge saw a scarred face and a pair of eyes brimming with venomous hatred.

A man was hanging upside down behind Chen Ge, his features inverted as he stared straight at him!

In a "haunted" toilet, someone had been drawn to a strange mirror, only to feel something odd at the back of his neck and turn to find a face dangling upside down behind him. Anyone would have been terrified out of their mind by such an experience.

Hidden inside the Secret Room in the toilet, Qu Changlin had perked up his ears, ready to listen for a visitor's piercing scream. But he waited a long time, and outside remained as silent as the grave.

A thin crack opened at the edge of the mirror. With the desk lamp in the corner of the toilet, Qu Changlin could just make out a figure's back.

He was tall and straight, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a battered backpack.

Time seemed to freeze. After who knew how long, Qu Changlin saw the man slowly raise his hand. Just as he thought the man was going to cover his mouth and keep his scream as quiet as possible,

the man reached toward the upside-down face behind him.

"Is this a dummy? I can't believe I saw such a despairing look in a dummy's eyes."

The man murmured to himself, as if something had caught his attention. He set down his bag, gently cupped the head hanging upside down behind him, then moved his fingertips slowly along its face until they reached the dummy's eye sockets. He