"Aaaah!"
The training room grew dim. In their panic, the newcomers ran toward the only exit. Zhang Lian held a dripping knife and watched her "colleagues" with a smile. 💗😈 👤♦
"I'll never have to listen to your complaints again, and you won't have to worry about me restricting your freedom. You can do anything you want. The only tiny price you have to pay is having me hunt you down."
"Sacrifices must stay fresh. Your emotions must remain at their most heightened. I need you to be too afraid even to breathe loudly, to bury all your pain deep inside. I want your hearts to tremble in time with my footsteps."
"Are you ready now?"
The bloodstained knife tapped against the wall. Whistling with narrowed eyes, Zhang Lian walked between shadow and light.
Night draped itself behind her. With every movement of the minute hand, the darkness took another great stride forward.
"That person isn't our teacher! He isn't Fu Shan! He's an Anomalous!"
"He's a ghost!"
Clutching his bleeding wound, Xiao Yong marveled at his earlier courage even as he silently cursed his own stupidity. "No wonder Fu Shan said an anomaly event would break out in the East District. He's a ghost himself!"
"The ghosts are taking on the East District Investigation Bureau head-on! Their target is the bureau!" Wang Hu's voice rang out through the crowd. Everyone was busy running for their lives. At first, Xiao Yong paid him no mind, but then he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Wang Hu? Didn't you leave just now?"
"Yeah, I did leave, but now I can't get away." Wang Hu sounded troubled as he pointed at his lower body, which had fused with the wall. "My ass and legs have turned into a painting. I don't think I'm