The victim fled in a panic, hiding in the last stall of the abandoned school's restroom.
The killer pursued him step by step, slowly closing in on his prey with a sinister grin as he tightened the rope around the victim's neck.
The Old Man pictured this scene in his mind as he stood guard outside the restroom. But when he eagerly peered inside, he found that everything was different from what he had imagined.
A man covered in blood, with only one hand, grabbed the leader by the throat and flung him against the wall.
Blood Threads coiled around the leader's legs. He struggled desperately to escape, leaving a trail of fingerprints on the pristine white wall, but no matter how hard he fought, he couldn't break free of the Binding.
A pungent stench hung in the restroom. An absurdly obese man squeezed out of a stall, acting more enthusiastic than any of the other employees. The stench wafting off the ghosts from outside the school had him incredibly excited.
One figure after another emerged from the restroom stalls, leaving the Old Man dumbfounded.
He stood frozen, still unable to understand what was happening, until five pale fingers closed around his throat.
He couldn't breathe. He desperately tried to make out who was holding him, but even that simplest of wishes went unfulfilled.
"Does it hurt?"
That was the last thing the Old Man heard before his soul fled in terror.
Less than thirty seconds later, the restroom had grown quiet again. Chen Ge stepped out of a stall and surveyed his employees.
Bai Qiulin had devoured Xiong Qing's heart and had been voraciously feeding ever since. He was now only one step away from becoming Red-Clothed.
He had already mastered many of Xiong Qing's techniques. The Red-Clothed Xiong