Lin Xingjie was sprinting under the fiercely intense afternoon sun.
Just minutes earlier, she had been dozing in the quiet classroom, half-asleep and half-awake.
After receiving the communication from the Spirit World from that boy, Lin Xingjie's mind, which had been drowsy due to the dense, tiny ink characters on the test paper, suddenly became clear.
She felt as though she had been awakened from a long nightmare, unable to remember the specifics upon waking, retaining only a faint impression.
In the dream, it seemed she had been abandoned, left completely alone...
It was indeed a terrifying dream, as it was exactly what she, who had finally attained a peaceful and happy life, feared the most.
Fortunately, a dream was just a dream.
Lin Xingjie composed herself, regaining her calm.
"This... Isn't Xiangyang at school? Could it be——"
Quickly, the girl realized that the danger wasn't inside the school, but stemmed from the Haunted House, which in itself was unusual.
