"Pei Hu!"
Chen Ge was fixing the heads onto the mannequins in the sealed classroom when he suddenly heard a man's scream coming down from the far end of corridor. The scream was a mixture of complicated emotions.
That doesn't sound like the scream of fear. It is mixed with surprise, anger, and terror. Chen Ge fixed the last mannequin and exited the classroom. This batch of visitors sure is energetic.
…
Pei Hu, who had rushed into Room 303, had his back against the door, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"Damn, Wenlong is still inside the well!" Pei Hu's palms were slick with sweat, and he looked at Wenlong's phone in his grasp. "I've even taken his phone away. The well is so dark, and there seems to be mannequins buried underneath."
