Handprints in the Bathroom

Even the strongest person couldn't stay home if a ghost appeared there.

But to get that red newspaper again, Yang Jian had to take the risk. This was an opportunity for him to overcome the ghost resurgence.

"Wait for that thing here and see if it comes back," Yang Jian hesitated for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and deciding to stay. He would wait for the ghost to return at home.

Knowing there was a ghost, yet daring to wait for it to return.

This required immense courage.

Yang Jian certainly mustered great courage; he had stayed with the resolve to die.

Living on now would only be a slow suicide.

Once that eye in his body grew to an uncontrollable extent, While he was waiting for the ghost at home.

In another high-end residential complex in Dachang City.

This was Wang Shanshan's home.

She hadn't stepped out of her house since the day before yesterday. She had been hiding at home for the past two days because she had noticed something was gradually becoming wrong.

In the bathroom.

Water poured down with a whoosh.

But Wang Shanshan's eyes were filled with fear and a hint of madness. She held a brush used for cleaning the bathroom floor and frantically scrubbed a spot on her neck in front of the mirror.

The girl's skin turned red from scrubbing too hard.

Normally, a person couldn't endure such pain.

But Wang Shanshan seemed not to feel it, instead increasing the scrubbing force. The look in her eyes became even more terrified.

Soon, a patch of skin next to her neck cracked open, revealing bright red blood.

The blood flowed down with the warm water, staining the floor.

However, no matter how hard she scrubbed, no matter how the blood flowed.

On that blood-stained skin, two small, bluish-black handprints were still clearly visible. They seemed to have merged with the surrounding flesh, like birthmarks from the womb, impossible to wash away.

At this moment.

Wang Shanshan's mother, Wang Haiyan, sat on the living room sofa, looking at the time on her watch with a worried expression.

"My daughter has been in the bathroom for over two hours. She took a bath this morning too. Is she sick or feeling unwell?"

Beside her, Wang Shanshan's father, Wang Bin, also looked worried. "She's been acting strange since she got back from school yesterday morning. She barely eats and stays in her room all day. She needs all the lights on during the day because she's terrified of the dark. Today she's been bathing all day. If this continues, we should take her to see a doctor tomorrow."

"Honey, have you found out what exactly happened at the school the night before last? I've been trying to call the teachers, but I can't get through," Wang Haiyan said.

"I went to the school yesterday. Something definitely happened there, and it's been sealed off. All students have been forced to take a leave of absence. We'll have to wait for the school's notification about when it will reopen. I also ran into quite a few other parents when I went," Wang Bin said, smoking a cigarette, his brow deeply furrowed, his expression grave.

"The other parents said their children haven't come home since the evening self-study session the night before last. They're missing, their phones are unreachable, and they can't be found. And quite a few of them are missing."

Wang Haiyan exclaimed, "How could this happen?"

"Something must have happened at the school, we just don't know what yet. I wanted to ask Shanshan, but with her like this, I don't want to press her, I'm afraid of adding to her stress."

Wang Bin extinguished his cigarette and said seriously, "Shanshan must have gone through something. The way she is now, she looks terrified."

Wang Haiyan guessed, "Honey, do you think Shanshan ran into some bad people? Was she bullied?"

"Absolutely not. This is a mass student disappearance. The school is covering it up. Oh, right, wasn't Shanshan brought back by her classmate yesterday morning?" Wang Bin asked.

"Yes, I've met that classmate. Her name is Yang Jian," Wang Haiyan replied.

"He must know what happened to Shanshan. We should call her classmate and ask him," Wang Bin said.

Wang Haiyan said, "I thought about it, but I don't have that classmate's phone number."

But at this moment.

"Ah~!"

Wang Shanshan's hysterical scream echoed from the bathroom.

Wang Bin and his wife's faces changed instantly. They rushed to the bathroom door, but it was locked and wouldn't open.

"Daughter, open the door! What's happening? Mom is right outside," Wang Haiyan said, patting the bathroom door urgently.

But Wang Shanshan's screams continued from inside the bathroom.

Wang Bin felt the situation was dire. His expression changed, and ignoring the knocking, he directly rammed the bathroom door open with force.

"Bang~!"

With a loud crash, the door burst open.

Wang Haiyan, as the mother, rushed in first. She saw bloodstains all over the bathroom floor and her face turned pale with fright. Then she saw her daughter curled up in the corner of the bathroom, blood constantly flowing from her neck, her head buried in terror, as if she had been greatly frightened.

"Daughter, what's wrong?"

Wang Haiyan was so heartbroken she was almost in tears.

"That thing is here, it's here, it's outside the window, it's right outside the window. It's looking for me," Wang Shanshan said in extreme fear. "Don't, don't come closer, don't come closer."

"What is it? There's nothing outside the window, Shanshan, don't scare yourself," Wang Haiyan said after glancing at the bathroom window and finding nothing.

"No, it's right outside the window, it's watching me."

Wang Shanshan grabbed her mother's arm and said in panic, "Yang Jian, I want Yang Jian, I want to go to Yang Jian's house, I don't want to stay here anymore, Mom, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, everyone is dead, they're all dead, Su Lei, Zhao Yan, Liu Jiayi. They're all dead."

"Wuwu. I don't want to die."

As she spoke, Wang Shanshan buried her face in Wang Haiyan's arms and sobbed.

"Shanshan, it's okay, it's okay, you'll be fine, you'll be fine, Mom is here," Wang Haiyan comforted her, tears streaming down her face as well.

"That thing found me, it's right outside the window, right outside the window, I'm going to die soon, wuwu," Wang Shanshan said.

Wang Haiyan glanced at the window again. "There's really nothing outside the window. We live on the sixteenth floor, there's nothing outside. Look if you don't believe me."

"Mom, it's really here, I want to go to Yang Jian's house, I don't want to die," Wang Shanshan continued to cry, her whole body trembling.

At this moment, Wang Bin, who was standing nearby, was silent for a moment. "Let's take Shanshan back to her room to get dressed first, and then we'll go to the clinic downstairs to bandage her wound. Tomorrow, I'll find a way to ask Yang Jian about the situation."

Wang Haiyan nodded and helped Wang Shanshan out of the bathroom.

After the mother and daughter left, Wang Bin turned off the hot water in the bathroom and rinsed away the bloodstains on the floor.

As he was about to leave, he suddenly glanced at the bathroom window.

The window was closed.

Wang Bin then stuck his head out to see if there was really something outside.

They lived on the sixteenth floor, how could there be anything outside?

As expected.

Wang Bin saw nothing.

However, just as he was about to close the window, he suddenly froze.

The window was covered in a layer of steam, and a clear handprint was imprinted on it.

The handprint looked very small, not like an adult's, but like the handprint of a four or five-year-old child.

And the handprint extended from outside the window all the way into the bathroom.

On the steam-covered bathroom walls.

Even on the ceiling, there were handprints, places that Shanshan couldn't reach.

The small handprints were dense and clearly visible.

Wang Bin's heart trembled, and he felt that something was very wrong.

That night, Wang Shanshan's family didn't sleep at all.

Zhang Wei also didn't sleep.

He had just returned home from outside.

His father, Zhang Xiangui, thought he had done something bad, beat him as soon as he got home, and didn't allow him to sleep in his room.

Zhang Wei stood on the balcony looking outside, frowning and thinking all night.

Who exactly had framed him?