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Chapter 614

The moment the girl named Sister Juan ran out of the dormitory, she felt that a big mountain that was weighing on her heart was instantly removed. Although the corridor was also dark, even though the surroundings were full of panicked footsteps and girls or people.

He ran past her in fear or anxiety.

But under the light, it can be seen that they are real people.

Behind her, there was still a panic at the door of the dormitory. The girl she kicked open was scolding, crying, and begging, but she did not get the slightest mercy from the girl called Sister Juan.

In her opinion, that girl should be.

Because she usually had a good relationship, because she didn't explain the situation to everyone, she felt a little guilty for leaving alone, all because of that girl's trouble, that girl's behavior of wanting to drag her to death completely disappeared without a trace.

No one needs to pay for another person's fear, and no one needs to protect another person.

She has grown up alone since she was a child. When encountering such a situation, of course she knows that the first person to protect is herself. How selfish?

Many times, when many people face a real life-and-death crisis, they are selfish. The unselfish may be put on the bright side for a while, so that everyone is moved and respected, but after the respect, the dead are still gone.

Died.

No one can really remember him except his family and the people he saved.

In the fast-paced life, everyone forgets a lot of things every day. The news they see occasionally may be just a topic for them to talk about for a while. When the incident passes and everything is quiet, they still have to return to their daily life.

, bland and boring, the various worries in life are what they really care about.

Perhaps even those who have been rescued will slowly forget those who once sacrificed their lives for them as time goes by.

I want to get kindness, but I don’t want to be the first to give. I lock myself in a cold and small space and look at everything outside coldly.

What just happened was just a small episode for the girl who was called Sister Juan by those girls. She thought about saving people, and even tried to save people. Although she failed to save people, in her eyes

Come on, everything you can and should do has been done.

Without the flashlight, there was even more panic in the dormitory. The sounds of falling and things falling were heard constantly. The remaining girls who didn't know what happened were also asking, and they also wanted to know what happened.

.

"Sister Juan, what did you do?"

"Sister Juan, wait for me!"

"Sister Juan, how could you do this!"

"She...she snatched my flashlight away!"

Someone is asking

Ask, some people are exclaiming, some are accusing, but all this has nothing to do with the girl who has ran out of the dormitory door. She has come out, she has run out, and is about to leave this dormitory building. She wants to escape.

She must escape, she still has a lot of youth left.

Without even looking back, she used her flashlight to roughly shine a light on the situation in the corridor. The girl saw the direction clearly and immediately ran towards the escape tunnel.

She knew that she was not really safe yet. The door of the dormitory was still open. The guy who participated in the counting, that ghost might be led out by the people behind, so she had to

Get out of here as soon as possible and stay away from this dormitory.

After roughly identifying the direction and the situation around her, the girl quickly started running.

"boom!"

But when she had just taken two steps, a loud sound suddenly sounded behind her. The sound was deafening and startled her.

It was a huge slamming of the door, the sound was deafening. She could even feel the ground under her feet and the walls next to her shaking from the huge sound and the impact from such a distance.

The voice was very close to her, right behind her, and her mind went blank for a moment, because the voice came from her dormitory, and the big closed door was her dormitory door. The moment she left, the sisters shouted

The moment he cursed angrily, the door was closed.

The girl froze in place, feeling deep fear. Now all the girls in her dormitory knew that there was a ghost in the dormitory, and everyone was running out as hard as they could, except for the silly girl who was still struggling.

The flashlight was taken away, and everyone else already understood the situation.

In this case, no one will close the door of the dormitory, and no one will close the door of the dormitory in this way.

Being in a room with ghosts is a very scary thing.

But in the current situation, the door to the dormitory was indeed closed, and the latch was also locked.

Since it was not done by humans, there is only one possibility left, that is, the ghost is still in the house. At this time, it has also reflected and did not stop one of her from leaving the dormitory in time, but it stopped the other girls from escaping.

Crying and knocking came from the dormitory. The wooden door was knocked loudly. The sound was so loud that even if you couldn't see what was going on inside, you could feel the panic of everyone inside.

of fear and eagerness.

Knocking on the door, banging, cries for help, the harsh sound of fingernails scratching on the door.

The girl standing outside the door turned around and looked at the tightly closed door, which kept shaking. Her face was pale. She could imagine the reactions and expressions of everyone in the dormitory.

That one

The shrill roar sounded like it was exploding in her mind, making her nerves almost break.

"This this..."

The girl stammered. She thought about asking other sisters to help delay it and use their lives to delay the ghost thing, but she never thought that all the other girls in their dormitory would die because of this.

If it was just because she ran away, even if no one thought highly of her after she was saved, she wouldn't care, but now...

The door in the darkness blocked heaven and hell. There were screams in hell, making it impossible for people to imagine what kind of pain and fear the people inside had experienced. People outside were listening to the sound and daydreaming, and the people inside were in reverie.

People use their bodies to feel.

The flashlight shone on the door, but it did not illuminate the darkness. The door blocked the light and blocked the line of sight. It is such a door that allows fear to sprout, darkness to grow, and all the buried things to be cruelly

of uncovering.

"No...don't blame me...it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me!"

The screams continued, and the sound of things being turned over inside was still heard, but the girl could hear clearly that the voices of two people were missing inside, which meant...

She covered her ears, not wanting to hear that sound, not wanting to hear any familiar screams again. She couldn't do it on time, the distance was too close, and the sound was too loud...

She was about to go crazy, but her head was sobered by the miserable screams. She wanted to pass out, but she couldn't. Fear and guilt were intertwined, and the darkness around her seemed to be getting deeper...

The girl turned around and ran away, holding the flashlight and running quickly. She wanted to leave, so she had to hurry up here.

There used to be only seven people in the dormitory. I don't know when one person disappeared, but it didn't matter at all. The voices of two people disappeared just now. From the girl's perspective, it meant that two sisters were dead.

Two people died in such a short period of time, and the remaining four people could not be delayed for much time. If she continued to stay here, then that ghost, that murderous demon, would kill everyone in the dormitory.

After killing.

The next step should be to open the door, then look for her, capture her, and kill her!

Things have happened, and regret has no effect. Under such circumstances, she has no obligation and no ability to save anyone.

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault! I'm sorry, it shouldn't be like this!"

The girl was crying, screaming, and running. The flashlight in her hand kept shaking as she ran, and she was running towards the dark staircase. She wanted to live, she didn't want to die!


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