Yang Jian quickened his pace and continued forwards in the darkness.
“Click, clack~!”
But the distinct footsteps behind him steadily followed him tightly
No matter how much faster he walked, he could not get rid of those footsteps, and as time went on, it only got closer.
In the beginning, it felt like there was still a good five meters away from him.
But then the sound of footsteps closed in to about three meters behind him.
As he continued even further, the footsteps got to just one meter behind him.
Yang Jian squeezed his phone tightly, he didn't dare turn it off, he was prepared to play the audio file at any moment now.
If that ghost attacks him again.
The door knocking in this audio file is the only way he could save himself.
He was tense, ready to fight off the ghost should it attack.
However, things didn't go the way Yang Jian expected. The footsteps behind him always kept a meter away from him, neither giving up or continuing its approach.
And whether Yang Jian sped up or slowed down, the footsteps still maintain this delicate distance.
"Is it possible that this thing is waiting for my battery to run out?"
Yang Jian's expression shifted due to this thought, his mind became muddied as he looked at the battery of his phone reach less than 10% power.
If that’s the case, it is only a matter of time before I die in the hands of that ghost.
It is no longer possible to leave this place alive.
He looked at the battery on the phone again: 7%
"If the battery gets to less than 5%, it may be shut down at any moment."
Yang Jian was a little regretful now, he shouldn't have played around with his mobile phone that much during the day.
"It’s not the time to think about this. If I don't want to die here, I can only run out of this place before my battery runs out, otherwise..."
He gritted his teeth, broke into a sprint.
He ran as fast as he could in the direction from which the dripping sound came from.
"Click, click clack~!"
The footsteps lingered behind him closely.
Yang Jian could even feel the chilling air coming from behind, as well as the faint smell of a rotting corpse.
The ghost followed him like a shadow, chasing after.
As he ran with all his strength, the sound of dripping water got closer and closer to him.
But at the moment, the phone screen automatically lit up.
Battery: 5%.
A notification popped up: To prevent the phone from turning off automatically, please connect to a charger.
"Shit!"
Yang Jian was panting, sweating all over, he glanced over at his phone, and the panic in his heart only grew.
Although he was tired, he couldn’t afford to stop.
To stop means to be waiting for death.
He gritted his teeth and ran once again.
All of a sudden, a faint ray of light appeared in the darkness in front of him.
The faint red light was especially clear in the dark, like sparks of light in the night sky, although it was faint, it was particularly conspicuous.
"That’s....."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up, he was ecstatic, like he had just seen the hope of staying alive.
But at this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated and the screen turned on again.
There was a notification: Shutting down.
Although there is still a little battery left, the phone already started to shut down forcibly.
And the moment when the screen of the phone blacked out.
Yang Jian felt a chilly aura encase him from behind, the sound of footsteps quickly approached...From a meter away from him, it clung to him in an instant.
It's right behind him.
Although he could not see in this darkness, he could feel a cold hand stretching out. It passed his ears, and was grabbing at his neck.
No matter how he ran, he couldn't get rid of it.
"So this is where I'm going to die..." Yang Jian could already feel it's cold fingers on the back of his neck.
And icy coldness spread all over his body instantly, causing goosebumps all over
The faint corpse smell filled the air around him.
There is no escape.
The red light in the darkness became more and more obvious.
Suddenly, the footsteps behind him stopped and disappeared in an instant. The cold hand just touching Yang Jian's neck suddenly froze, it didn’t grab on.
Yang Jian, who ran a few more steps, felt himself pull away from that thing.
It seems that the ghost did not continue its chase.
"What just happened..."
Yang Jian ran a little further, until he really couldn't run anymore, he stopped and gasped for air, his whole body dripping with cold sweat, in shock.
Recalling what just happened a few moments before.
He was sure that the reason he survived was definitely not because of luck, but because the ghost gave up on chasing him, but why?
He listened left and right.
The footsteps that followed did not appear again.
I seem to be safe, at least for now.
"Forget it, since that thing isn’t chasing me anymore, it means that I’m safe now, but I have to leave here as soon as possible anyway." Yang Jian panted, he rose his head to look at the red light, and then walked towards it.
Soon, he arrived before the red light.
"Is it a light bulb? A glass bead?" Yang Jian stuttered, he couldn't see what it was in the darkness.
He tried reaching out and touching the place where the red light was being emitted.
"Ah~!"
In an instant, Yang Jian felt a sharp stabbing pain, and he quickly retracted his palm.
"T-this is no light."
But what frightened him was seeing the glass ball emitting the red light sticking onto his hand, it was wriggling mad, it somehow made an opening and sunk into the back of his hand. .
Cold and pain, instantly enveloped his body.
Yang Jian fell to the ground, the pain made him sqasm, it was like his soul was being crushed up.
In this painful struggle, Yang Jian discovered a change to his surroundings.
The darkness surrounding him began to recede.
I can see clearly now...
Everything around him could be seen clearly.
It was like he had suddenly gained the ability of night vision all of a sudden.
The pain came fast, and it went away just as fast.
Not even after three minutes, Yang Jian felt his pain begin to recede like a tide.
He laid on the ground on the brink of collapse, gasping for air, his muscles were still twitching because of the pain just now.
"What was that."
After a long while, Yang Jian had recovered a little bit and sat up like he was struggling for his life.
However, when he saw everything around him clearly, his pupils shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
THere was a tree.
A pale tree that grew from bones.
There were tattered human skin, dirty cloth strips, a mummified head, weird paper banners hanging on the tree... But what made him even more frightened was that on the trunk of the tree laid a person who is four meters tall.
No, it’s probably not human.
It was a shadow, a shadow with a humanoid silhouette, as if formed by darkness itself.
The tall black shadow was motionless, hanging upside down on the tree, its head pointing to the ground.
Looking carefully, he found that there was an iron nail the size of an adult’s forearm nailing the shadow’s chest to the tree. No, it would be more accurate to call it a coffin nail commonly used to nail in the coffin for the dead. It’s not clear how many years the coffin nail has been nailed to the tree, but it was spotted with rust, and cracked like it was about to snap.
t/n: coffin nail, nails used to hammer in the coffin lid to a coffin has superstitious meaning in chinese culture
"Tick, tick~!"
Black blood flowed out of the place where the shadow is nailed.
The sound of dripping water he followed in the darkness turned out to come from this
But when Yang Jian looked at the head of this huge black shadow, he felt chill go down his spine.
.
The black shadow's head has no facial outline, only a single notch. Which seemed to be the shadow's eye socket, and the thing emitting the red light before seemed to be its eyeballs.
Yang Jian looked at the back of his hand.
"Guru~!"
The cracked skin and flesh were stretched open, a red eyeball revealed itself after rolling about a few times, at the same time a strange perspective appeared in his mind.
It seemed like an eye had really grown on the back of his hand, as vision from this eye can be conveyed to his mind.
It was bizarre, this unknown ability.
Yang Jian looked back at the weird bone tree, and the human skin on it, the mummy, and the huge shadow nailed to its trunk.
"This is a strange place. No matter what the tree actually is, I better leave as soon as possible."
He had a suspicion that the huge black shadow nailed to the tree was even more terrifying than the old man.
He also noticed that the hollow eye sockets of the mummy hanging on the tree seemed to watch him in secret.
This is a creepy feeling.
He looked again at the red eye exposed on the back of his hand, a haze enveloped his heart, lingering there.
This just isn’t the time to be caring about this.
The darkness around him had faded, and Yang Jian could clearly see everything around him.
This was a dim and endless space, with nothing but this dead tree.
It's like another world, no longer the school that I knew.
But when he looked back, he could see a door in the direction he had come from. It was... the toilet’s door.
The door was so close to me, I hadn't noticed it before.