Lynn's pupils abruptly contracted.
Dead!
At that moment, waves of icy dread swept through Lynn's heart.
The girl had died on the very day she was supposed to meet the boy he was playing!
How could this happen?!
Who killed her?!
Almost at that very instant, the clock hand pointed to twelve again.
The entire classroom instantly went pitch-black.
Lynn immediately focused. Although ten minutes had not yet passed, that "ghost" had already killed ten students.
That meant...
It might have already begun looking for him!
In the darkness.
Lynn held his breath and sharpened his senses as far as he could, carefully listening for any sound in the dark.
But he soon discovered that, inside this room, even his senses had been restricted to those of an ordinary person.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Slowly.
He seemed to hear one heavy footstep after another in the darkness.
As though something were moving around the classroom.
Shhk-
Shhk-
Several piercing screams rang out.
The lights came on again.
Lynn's eyes snapped open. This time, in the corner by the window behind him...
Four students had been beheaded in their own seats. Scarlet blood streamed onto the floor, and the thick stench of blood made the entire classroom unbearably pungent.
At the same time.
He also caught a faint burning smell.
The odor seemed to come from inside the walls, making him deeply uncomfortable. The entire classroom also seemed warmer than before.
Lynn looked down at himself.
Blood!
At some point...
His entire body had become covered in dried blood!
Could this also be a reenactment of some point in that boy's life?!
Lynn immediately stood up and, gritting his teeth, began searching the entire classroom. A possibility was vaguely taking shape in his mind.
That girl had actually died!
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