nightmare space

Zhang Yuanyuan always felt that there was someone behind her. She ran desperately, and the light of the flashlight swayed up and down along with her body.

Soon, she ran to the end of the corridor, next to the stairs.

"...Yuanyuan!" Zhang Yanyan quickly followed her and ran over, "Don't run around!"

"Sister..." The palpitating feeling disappeared after Zhang Yanyan ran over. Zhang Yuanyuan came back to her senses and immediately regretted it, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Okay, it's okay." Seeing that my sister was not so scared anymore, Zhang Yanyan patted her on the shoulder, took her hand, and led her up the stairs, "Since we have distanced ourselves from them, let's go Let's go up."

Zhang Yuanyuan looked back and hesitated: "Shouldn't we go back the same way?"

"Don't turn back." Zhang Yanyan said, "It may not be safe where they are."

Step by step, the sisters did not walk fast.

Zhang Yanyan subconsciously counted silently in her heart, one, two... eleven, twelve.

After passing the corner of the stairs, there are still steps.

One, two, three... eleven, twelve, thirteen.

Um?One more level than before?

This idea turned in her mind, and then she shone the flashlight on the bottom of her feet, and saw that there seemed to be bloodstains on the extra steps under her feet.

The light of the flashlight suddenly went out, and her eyes fell into darkness.

She pressed the switch of the flashlight, but it was still dark in front of her eyes.

To her surprise, Zhang Yuanyuan's flashlight also went out.

"Yuanyuan?" There was an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

She was answered by endless dark silence.

She walked forward and found that there were still stairs under her feet.

Enduring the fear, he continued to walk up level by level, unable to see like a blind man.

One, two, three... eleven, twelve, thirteen.

Continue on.

Still thirteen steps.

Thirteen endless steps like a ghost hitting a wall.

She was afraid and wanted to go back the same way.

When he turned around, he felt that someone had pushed him hard from the shoulder.

"...!" She opened her mouth and fell down the stairs without making any sound.

Mingming hit his head hard on the ground, but there was no sound at all.

Quietly, blood flowed everywhere.

The stairs of the teaching building generally have only twelve steps.

But there is such a teaching building, at night, there will be an extra step - "No. 13 steps".

Anyone who finds this No. 13 ladder will soon fall to his death due to a slip of the foot.

It is said that a student who was abused by the teacher fell to his death on the stairs, and his skull was shattered on the spot.

Blood mixed with brain matter flowed all over the place.

Since then, there has been an extra level of bleeding...

On the other side, Zhang Yuanyuan was standing on the second floor, and suddenly realized that her sister had let go of her hand, so she turned around and took a flashlight to take a picture, but there was no one on the stairs.

"...Sister?" She stood alone at the stairs, trembling uncontrollably.

"Ding dong—this is the campus radio station. The supernatural event of the 'Women's Restroom' has been explored. Repeat, the supernatural event of the 'Women's Restroom' has been explored. Player Wang Li, confirmed dead."

The sudden sound of the radio made her tremble violently like a frightened bird.

The heart beat violently, swelled, and contracted to the extreme.

...Already, someone died.

She recalled the little boy with glasses who, not so long ago, was a real person.

She couldn't help her nose sore, and two big tears rolled down from her eyes.

She was really scared...why did she come to this nightmare game...

The radio stopped shortly before it rang again:

"Ding dong—this is the campus radio station. The supernatural event of the '13th step' has been explored. Repeat, the supernatural event of the '13th step' has been explored. Player Zhang Yanyan, confirmed dead."

Zhang Yanyan?Isn't that... her sister's name?

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was sobbing softly, paused, as if she was dumbfounded when she heard the name on the radio.

How could her sister be confirmed dead?

No--!None of this is true—!

The elder sister who has always been gentle to me, the elder sister who smiles softly, how could she die so easily...

I didn't even see her dead body...

Zhang Yuanyuan sat slumped on the ground and burst into tears. Her miserable cry echoed in the corridor on the second floor, drowning out the sound of high heels from far and near.

Click, click, click.

"Which class are you in?" The woman in a black suit leaned down/body and asked indifferently.

Hearing the question, Zhang Yuanyuan raised her teary face, and looked vaguely at the strange woman in front of her through tears, "What, what?"

His voice was choked with violent crying, and he twitched.

"Looking at it like this, it's from that class." The woman straightened up and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "Follow me to class."

Zhang Yuanyuan got up in a daze, and staggered along, the flashlight flickering.

She didn't realize—perhaps grief had overwhelmed her, causing her brain to lose its basic judgment—that unknown woman, without a shadow.

Not far from the corridor, there is light coming through the window of a classroom.

"Here, let's go in." The woman stopped there and opened the classroom door.

Zhang Yuanyuan took advantage of the light to see the woman clearly.

Strange...why does she seem to be wet?

She lowered her head and saw water dripping from the woman's body. Wherever the high heels walked, there were wet footprints.

Looking at the classroom, it was full of silent students, their faces pale and drenched.

His lifeless eyes stared straight at her, as if looking at a dead person.

Zhang Yuanyuan finally realized something was wrong.

She recalled the empty classrooms with lights on outside the teaching building.

The belated fear enveloped her whole body, but unfortunately...it was too late.

"Don't be dazed, go in." The woman clamped her shoulders with steel claw-like hands, and dragged her into the classroom involuntarily.

The last thing she felt was a cold, sticky, wet...wrapping her whole body.

In a newspaper of a certain year, there was such a report.

A high school held a school spring outing. On the way to the destination, the bus driver accidentally drove the car into the lake.

None of the people in the car survived.

It is said that later, the high school began to be haunted.

A guard who checked the facilities at the school at night said that when he passed the classroom of the dead class, he saw that the classroom was lit and filled with soaked students. The teacher was standing on the podium and was giving a lecture...

The frightened guard reported the matter to the school, but the leaders didn't take it seriously.

Not long after, the doorman was found dead at the door of the teaching building for unknown reasons.

I heard that he was drowned...

The author has something to say:

PS The supernatural legends in this chapter refer to two events from reality.

The 13th step is a rumor I heard when I was in junior high school.

The one in the empty classroom is a matter of XX Sixth Middle School.

The speed of delivering bento is extraordinary (～￣▽￣)～

If I was scared, I would be so happy.