Chapter 4: Clues (2/2)

Immediately, the room was submerged into deathly still darkness.

With no windows and the door nailed shut to its plank, there was no source of light in the entire room.

In this dark environment, all of them gave up solving their puzzles. The sound of panicked breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the silent room.

“What the fuck is going on? Why did the lights suddenly go out?!”

In the middle of the darkness, the man’s curses rang out, but nobody gave him a reply.

Before going through this torture, everyone knew in their hearts that this game certainly had ghosts.

Now that they were suddenly thrown into darkness, the man started to anxiously swear as if trying to appease his frightened state. A fumbling sound could be heard from Chu Fu. She most likely grabbed something and took a bite out of it. After a moment had passed, she ultimately put the thing down.

…

To be honest, the junior high student hated the man who had forcefully taken away his puzzle and struck him.

He was even spat on while being on the ground. He had never suffered this kind of humiliation before.

However, at this moment, the man’s curses made him feel a sliver of ease. Even if he was yelling disgusting profanities, he also hoped that he would speak a lot more to get rid of this uncomfortable silence.

But, despite there being a clear voice, why did he still feel unease?

He kept feeling that something was looking at him from behind.

Don’t be overly suspicious. It is dark right now. Even if you turn your head, you can’t see anything.

The student comforted himself, but he felt the hairs in his body standing up as though there was a cold gust of wind that lightly brushed across his nape.

They were indoors, so how could there be wind? Besides, it was currently summer right now, and there were neither air conditioner nor fans here.

…Hold on a moment, where did this gust of wind come from?

As if having realized something, the student’s forehead started emitting beads of sweat. He quiveringly reached out a hand to search for his phone on the table, but when he finally came into contact with his phone, the blood in his entire body had turned cold.

“Whose….Whose hand is on top of my phone?”

Nobody said a word.

Realizing that something was wrong, even the man who kept swearing finally shut his mouth.

“Who is it? It doesn’t matter who, just quickly say something!”

“Don’t joke around, just quickly speak up!!”

“Are you… Are you guys still alive?”

The junior high student’s teeth started chattering. His fingers twitched for a while, not knowing if he should continue to open his cell phone.

Stuck in a motionless deadlock, he finally felt something.

On top of his phone, was a pair of hands. A very small pair of hands.

During this long silence, the student heard a burst of gurgling laughter from behind.

He had finally become aware that all of this wasn’t a figment of his imagination.

A ghost had found him!

Without a trace of light in the room, he could only rely on his phone.

The junior high student’s heart thumped violently, his head drawing a blank. He couldn’t control his fingers but he still tried to overcome the fear in his heart. He pressed on the phone’s power button and using this faint light it emitted, he slowly turned his head and looked behind…

Locking eyes with an extremely terrifying pair of pupils that stared dead straight at him. The boy had an upturned head and a very long neck.

“…..Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!”

The phone’s light cut off.

And what followed after was the sound of a continuous blood-curdling screech.

However, this time, all of them remained like zombies in the dark, quietly and silently listening without moving a muscle.

After around a dozen or more seconds had passed,

The light had come back on.

The room had recovered its brightness, but the junior high student and his phone had vanished altogether, leaving behind only a pool of sinister blood in his seat.