It was already very late.
Only the ghastly white lights, the quiet puppets, and a door leading to an unknown place surrounded them.
No one would feel comfortable staying in such a place for long.
Shen Mo asked Bai Youwei, "What's the matter?"
Bai Youwei pursed her lips, her tone resolute, "I don't feel well, take me back."
"Then let's leave." The teacher, concerned about her health, said, "Weiwei has been with us the whole day, it's time for her to rest in the tent. If you're worried about missing anything, Xiaotan can record or take pictures."
Upon hearing this, Tan Xiao took out his phone from his pocket and started to take pictures of the surroundings.
He took a picture of the mirrors on both sides of the door, marvelling with a sense of wonder, "Wow, what a magical mirror! It can't capture me~ it can't capture me~"
Bai Youwei's face turned pale instantly and she shouted, "Stay away from there!"
Tan Xiao stopped, turned around, and looked at her.
