Immersive Thriller Game

Song Jingfu (dean of academic affairs), Qiao Hongcai (problem student), Wang Miaotong (student in puppy love), Zhen Yuda (Wang Miaotong's boyfriend), Zhu Wenhua (Zhen Yuda's friend).

The child's laughter coming from the walkie-talkie was particularly clear, and it seemed particularly strange in this unquiet night.

Mo Shouchen suddenly had a bad premonition, and he quickly asked: "Why is there a child's laughter on the walkie-talkie?"

"I don't know. The person I contacted was obviously the guard's office. There can't be children in the guard's office. Could it be a conspiracy?" Old Liu also looked puzzled.

On the other side, Zhen Yuda broke away from Song Jingfu's hand, but he did not continue to attack, but pulled Wang Miaotong and Zhu Wenhua aside.

At the beginning, he felt something was wrong. He had clearly broken the guardrail of the window in the middle of the canteen, and he and Zhu Wenhua also climbed in through that window.

But when I came back, the guardrail outside the window was intact, which was not normal.

Now there was strange laughter coming from the intercom again. With so many weird things coming together, how could he have the thought to settle the score with Song Jingfu.

Lao Liu picked up the walkie-talkie and adjusted the tune. The children's laughter quickly disappeared and was replaced by a rustling noise.

He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he accidentally touched the knob and interfered with other walkie-talkies.

But just when he wanted to adjust the channel back to the correct channel, a child's voice came from the intercom.

"You should hide well, they will find you soon!"

The child's voice was very sharp, and it was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl, but the voice was like an awl, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

Old Liu used trembling hands to turn the channel knob, but no matter how he turned it this time, the same words were still repeated on the intercom.

"ah!"

Old Liu screamed in fright and threw the walkie-talkie to the ground. The walkie-talkie was broken into two pieces and the sound inside finally disappeared.

Now even the most obtuse person could see that something was wrong. Song Jingfu, who was standing at the door with a pale face, said to the others: "Let's leave here first."

His proposal was approved by everyone. After all, what happened here was too weird. If he stayed here any longer, I'm afraid everyone would go crazy.

Song Jingfu turned around and held the door handle, but he did not go out immediately. Instead, he waited for everyone else to gather, then took a deep breath and opened the door to the cafeteria.

"Crunch..."

The door of the cafeteria made a harsh friction sound, as if the hinges on the door had not been oiled for decades.

But what's even more creepy than this sound is that the corridor outside the door is no longer what it used to be.

At this time, the outside looked dilapidated, with large pieces of wall peeling off, the floor covered in dust, and spider webs hanging from the corners, as if it had been abandoned for many years.

Song Jingfu was shocked when he saw the scene outside and said: "This...how did this place become what it was before the school was renovated?"

After hearing his words, the fear on other people's faces became even stronger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of batting a ball came from the corner of the corridor, and then a little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old ran out from the corner slapping the ball.

Because the door was in the direction where the little boy came from, the few people who had just walked out of the cafeteria all stood there and looked at the little boy who was running towards this side with vigilance. No one ran around.

After the little boy ran a certain distance, another little boy ran out from the corner of the corridor while shouting "Give me the ball". It seemed that the little boy in front of him had snatched the ball from him.

However, the little boy's running posture was a bit strange. He lowered his head and held his head with both hands, as if he was bumping forward with his head lowered.

In the blink of an eye, the little boy in front had already run up to several people.

He put the ball into the hands of Zhen Yuda who was standing at the front, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother, don't give the ball back to him!"

The little boy's face was very pale, his hair was messy, and he smelled bad, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a long time.

What's even more strange is that he is wearing linen clothes that were only available a long time ago, and there are many patches on them. Such clothes can only be seen on TV or old photos now.

Before Zhen Yuda could react, the boy ran away and disappeared. At this time, the little boy behind him also ran over.

"Give me the ball back!" the little boy said, lowering his head.

"ah!"

After seeing the appearance of the little boy in front of him clearly, Zhen Yuda was so frightened that he screamed.

Because this little boy has no head at all!

He was holding a rubber ball in his hand, and the ball was stuck on his collarbone. In addition, it was extremely dark in the corridor, so from a distance it looked like he was running with his head lowered while holding his head.

As for his speaking voice, it came from the bloody and bloody neck fracture, and every time he spoke, fishy blood spurted out from the fracture.

etc!

The little boy without a head is clearly holding a ball in his hand. Why is he still shouting to give the ball back to him?

Could it be...

Zhen Yuda lowered his head in fear. He suddenly realized that what he was holding was not a ball at all, but a child's head...

[The author has something to say]

There were a lot of characters who appeared in the previous chapter, and some adjustments were made to the content, so I listed the characters at the beginning of this chapter. Since the plot has not changed much, there is no need to go back and read it again if you have already read the previous chapter.

, does not have much impact on the overall plot.