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Chapter 284 The Sound of People Going Downstairs on the Rooftop

Gu Mian knew that the shadow definitely didn't jump down from the rooftop.

Because he looked around for a long time but did not see any body that had been smashed to pieces and had its brains splattered after jumping off the roof.

Of course, Gu Mian didn't really want to see someone's brains splattered.

The place was very empty, and the main door of the teaching building had long been removed. Wind blew into the building through the empty door and then came out through the equally empty windows, making a slight rustling sound.

Gu Mian turned on her flashlight and shone it on the building in front of her; it was pitch black inside.

The flashlight could only illuminate a small area; most of the area was shrouded in darkness, where the flashlight beam could not penetrate.

Dark and still, like a stagnant pool that has been silent for many years.

Gu Mian adjusted the flashlight beam and stepped onto the steps leading to the front door.

But just as he stepped onto the doorstep, a loud "thump" suddenly shattered the tranquility.

It was like a full bag of cement being suddenly thrown from the roof, hitting the ground with a loud thud.

The sound exploded almost right at Gu Mian's feet, as if something had fallen from the rooftop and landed at his feet.

Upon hearing the sound, Gu Mian immediately turned to look at the ground beside her, and even slightly pulled her feet back: "She was so quiet just now, this sudden stunt really scared me to death."

He had already seen the ground beside him, which was completely empty.

Gu Mian turned her head incredibly fast. If something really fell, it couldn't possibly disappear in the blink of an eye. Even if it had wings, it wouldn't have flown very far.

Could it be that something unseen fell down?
He stretched out his foot to probe the ground beside him, but there was nothing invisible.

"Strange, making such a big commotion but nothing fell? Was it just to scare the players or was it hinting that there was something on the roof?"

As Gu Mian pondered this, she looked up again at the rooftop. The sky was completely dark, and no other colors could be distinguished.

The figure of the person intending to jump was long gone from the edge of the rooftop; only the wind rustled against the railing, making the trash hanging on it rustle… or perhaps it wasn't trash.

Because the dilapidated building in the school only had three floors, Gu Mian could see the long-neglected fence on the roof clearly.

He looked away: "While falling from the third floor might not kill you, isn't this railing on the roof a bit too careless? It's a school, after all..."

Meanwhile, Nine Lives, who was on the third floor, was also startled by the loud noise.

He was blocking the classroom door, trying to drag the people inside out, but he had only taken half a step when a loud noise suddenly came from behind him, startling him so much that he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

The group trembling inside the classroom was even more frightened. When Jiuming calmed down, the person inside was still sobbing in a very soft voice, which could be roughly understood as "Don't catch me" or something like that.

The voice sounds like that of a middle-aged man.

After the loud noise, Jiuming instinctively wanted to turn around and look. The sound clearly indicated that something had fallen from the building.

Behind him was the corridor, and a huge window was embedded in the wall directly behind him. He could see what was on the ground just by turning around and looking out the window.

But Nine Lives immediately stopped thinking about turning back.

"There's an escapee right in front of me. To avoid any accidents, I should grab him first before doing anything else..."

Thinking of this, he didn't even turn his neck, completely ignoring the sounds outside, and continued walking towards the classroom.

But just as he took his first step, another strange sound came.

This time, the sound of Nine Lives cannot be ignored.

Because it was coming directly from the stairs at one end of the corridor, it sounded like someone was walking up the stairs? And it was getting closer.

Who came up?
He hesitated for a moment, then stopped, wanting to listen carefully to the sound.

Just then, he realized that the sound was very close; he only needed to walk a few more steps to reach the third floor.

wrong!

Even though this is the third floor, in such a quiet environment, if someone were to move around on the stairs on the first floor, they could hear the noise.

But the sound was already very close when it started, so it definitely didn't come from the first floor!
He remembered not searching the second floor, so there was a possibility that players might be there. It would be reasonable if players on the second floor were attracted by the noise and went up the stairs. But…

If any players on the second floor are attracted by the noise, they should go downstairs to check what fell.

I will never go upstairs!
So, those of you going upstairs now...

who is it?

Nine Lives instantly held his breath, listening intently to the sounds outside.

Just then, he suddenly realized that the footsteps on the stairs were going down, not up.

Upon recognizing the footsteps coming downstairs, Jiu Ming breathed a slight sigh of relief, but before he could fully relax, he frowned in confusion in the darkness.

The sound of footsteps going downstairs—did someone just come down from this floor?
Were there other people on this floor just now?

Something's not right... something just doesn't feel right.

"Go downstairs..."

"Go downstairs?"

Suddenly, Nine Lives shuddered violently.

"Wait a minute! If they're going downstairs... then why are the footsteps getting closer!"

Nine Lives felt a chill run down his spine. Ignoring the other person in the classroom, he rushed towards the door and then ran wildly in the opposite direction from which the sound came, without even having time to catch his breath.

The middle-aged male player hiding under the table clearly didn't want to die either. He seemed to realize something, and followed Jiuming out of the classroom, then ran in the same direction.

While fleeing for his life, Nine Lives' mind raced.

The teaching building has only three floors, and this is the top floor.

Hearing a sound of something coming down the stairs getting closer and closer... that means something is coming down from the rooftop!
It's near the third floor!

Heavy objects falling from the rooftop, the sound of people being carried down the stairs on the rooftop...

Connect these things...

"Damn it, is the ghost hiding in this dungeon a psychopathic killer?" Nine Lives cursed under his breath as he ran.

He was very fast, and in no time he left behind the other player who was not well-trained, and quickly went down the stairs and ran out of the teaching building.

The footsteps hadn't caught up yet; they must be chasing after that unlucky guy they'd left behind.

Nine Lives breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to escape the school when he suddenly realized something was wrong. The ground around him was empty; there was no corpse with its brains splattered out, as he had imagined.

Why? I clearly heard that loud thud just now...

There was a sound of someone falling, but no body was found.

Is this hinting at something?

Is this a subtle hint for players to be wary of the rooftop?
As he pondered this, he looked towards the rooftop and saw some cloth-like objects hanging along the railing, fluttering in the wind.

That's obviously unlikely to be something useless.

Should we go up to the rooftop to look for clues? But that ghost could go back at any moment!

There was no time to think. The sounds of hurried escape behind were getting closer and closer. The players who had been left behind would come down soon, and that thing would follow!
Nine Lives gritted his teeth and suddenly burrowed into the densest thicket of bushes nearby, then held his breath.

I'll take a gamble and see if I can find any clues before this ghost returns.

Now is the perfect opportunity, as other players have drawn the ghost away...

He pressed himself tightly against the muddy ground, trying to hide himself completely from the bushes, burying his head in the ground, not daring to move an inch.

(End of this chapter)