Chapter 212: Twelve Midnight Part 1
I saw a student in the classroom holding a saber like crazy, chasing other students in the classroom like crazy.

Looking at the stumps and broken bodies, the classroom is full of blood splattered!

Looking at these dilapidated corpses whose appearance could no longer be seen clearly, my heart was overwhelmed for a while, I suppressed the discomfort in my stomach, and carefully observed the surrounding conditions.

Unexpectedly, that male student who crazily murdered seemed to sense my presence. His expression was dull, his face was covered with other people's blood, his eyes were red, and he stared straight at me.

I froze, how could he see me?How could it be possible to sense my existence?Isn't this a dream?I really encountered such a thing?

Suddenly, just when I was struggling to believe all this, this boy ran towards me.

Before I could fully react, the boy with the knife had already stood in front of me at some point. The boy looked at me indifferently, and mechanically said, "Is it you next?"

I was taken aback, I took two steps back instinctively, saw the opportunity and started running desperately, I don't have much time to think about whether this is true, all I can do now is to avoid this lunatic first, in case One, what if I really cut it off.

Nima!Thinking that there was a lunatic chasing me with a saber behind me, I touched my neck in fear, and I trembled all over. Can anyone tell me what's going on?
Everything happened here was so unbelievable that I didn't even have time to think about it.

I ran desperately, looked back, and the boy followed me leisurely, but I don’t know why, although the boy walked very slowly, he could follow me closely, no matter how I ran, Every time when I look back, I can't get rid of the boy's tracking.

In the process of running, I don’t know if it’s an auditory hallucination or something. Someone said repeatedly in my mind: Don’t destroy my good deeds, or you will make your life worse than death... Don’t destroy my good deeds, or you will make your life worse die……

This sentence repeatedly appeared in my mind, just when I was troubled by that annoying voice, suddenly, the door of a classroom next to me was opened from the inside, and the crazy boy walked out of this classroom come out.

I glanced inside, and found that there were still corpses all over the floor, blood flowing into rivers, and the pungent smell of blood made me feel like I was going crazy too.

At this moment, I saw that the boy's saber had been raised and was about to strike at my head. I quickly dodged flexibly, broke free from the shackles, turned around and ran.

The saber brushed past me dangerously, so it didn't hurt me.

I kept running and saw the stairs in the teaching building. I thought I should run to the first floor, so that I might be able to run out of the teaching building and go outside.

But I found that no matter how hard I ran, I couldn't get to the first floor, as if I was running in circles, and I couldn't get out of the teaching building.

"Bang!" A sound.

The door of another classroom was opened from the inside, and a boy walked out with a saber in hand.

I took two steps back, and suddenly realized that I was cornered!There is no road behind, only the road ahead, and it is blocked by boys.

"Go to hell!" the boy growled in a low voice.

Then, he raised his hand and raised the saber, I looked along, raised my head and saw the saber was facing the top of my head, and slashed fiercely!

"what!"

A shock, I yelled, jumped up in fright, and suddenly sat up from the bed, sweat dripped down my forehead, 'Pa...Pa...Pa...', I opened my eyes and looked blankly. looked around.

Wardrobe!Dragon bed!desk!computer!
Everything is still the scene I am familiar with, this is my shop, my own home?

What was that just now?Is it a dream?But everything that happened in the dream was so real that I even suspected that it was not a dream at all, but a real existence.

I shook my head with a wry smile, this damn dream.I don't know if it's because I'm too stressed or because I went to the mental hospital during the day, but I actually had such a dream. This time in the dream, someone really wanted to kill me.

I went down to the ground and poured myself a glass of water, took a sip, and then let out a heavy breath. I was sweating all over in a dream, which made me feel like I was about to collapse.

I touched my neck with lingering fear. Fortunately, it was a dream. What happened was not real. Otherwise, I guess I can't keep my head.

I raised my head and looked out the window. There were still dots of lights outside the window, indicating that the street lights were still on. I didn’t know what time it was. I turned around and took a look at the mobile phone on the bedside. Then, my heart couldn’t help but tighten...

The current time is exactly twelve midnight!

wrong!I was surprised, and frowned slightly, how could it be such a coincidence?It can even be said to be bizarre!I want to sort out my thoughts, I think this dream is definitely not a coincidence.

In the following time, I couldn't sleep at all. Thinking about this twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I felt more and more that this was a very bad dream. I thought about it carefully. As the dream developed, I gradually Falling into infinite memories, the water glass in my hand loosened at some point, and the water glass fell on the table, the water in it slowly flowed out, dripping to the ground, the sound of water drop by drop was in sync with my heartbeat .

In this way, I fell into a deep memory. I recalled every detail of the dream. After an unknown amount of time, I was woken up by a rush of phone ringing.

"Hello..." Zhang Kai said, only to realize that my voice is so hoarse.

In a trance, I didn't see the caller's name, but answered the phone mechanically.

"Hey, Xiaorou, pack up and go to the university in Hyosung. Something happened there. You asked me about the madness of the students in that school yesterday, and then a case happened. The superiors handed over the case to us. , I thought of what you asked me, so I called you right away, hello, Xiaorou, are you listening?"

My brain was still in a trance, and I didn't even know who was calling me. I asked, "Who are you?" The voice I asked was very flat, like a machine talking, with a little emotion nothing.

"What's the situation? You're not Xiaorou? Who are you? Why do you hold Xiaorou's phone?"

My brain hurts a bit, and I can't listen to anything now, the phone keeps me on the side, and I don't know what caused me to hang up the phone that was connected.

I don't know how long it took, and in a daze, the water glass rolled again, rolled to the edge of the table, fell off the table, and hit my feet with a 'snap'.

(End of this chapter)

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