"Hurry!" I urged, it was class time, there was no one on the playground, and there was no way to call for help. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Moreover, this is the fifth floor, even if someone finds us...... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold them up.

She hesitated, carefully grabbed my arm, and slowly climbed up. Grabbed my clothes and saw that they were about to climb up......

"Come on, it's a little close. I looked at her encouragingly.

"Hmm. She took a deep breath and continued to climb up: "Ah~"

"Ah~"

Her body sank suddenly, and her hand instantly let go of my clothes, and her body fell heavily. Luckily, I reacted in time and grabbed her wrist.

"Come on, I can't hold on......"

"Yes, ......yes," she said, holding my wrist and looking struggling, "there's something down there, grabbing my foot." ”

"What!" I shuddered and shifted slightly to look at her feet.

My heart was shocked......

Why is this happening?

On her feet, she was wearing the red embroidered shoes at the moment.

I struggled to look back, looked at the railing behind me, and slowly lifted my legs. Carefully hook your legs to the railing, leaving your left hand free.

"Close your eyes. I looked at her, "Trust me." ”

"Hmm!" she nodded, closing her eyes obediently.

I glanced at the embroidered shoes, grabbed her wrist with my left hand, raised my right hand and bit the middle finger of my right hand hard, drawing a charm on her forehead with blood.

The red embroidered shoes on her feet instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and dispersed. But this method doesn't completely eliminate the embroidered shoes, and I haven't figured out what they are. But...... My instinct tells me that the puppet is the point.

Struggling to pull her back from the railing, I sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall and gasping for air.

This time, I was really tired enough.

The student was also frightened, and sat on the ground stunned for a long time, his face was pale.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, leaned on the railing and looked around, her face changed instantly: "Why am I here?"

"Didn't you come by yourself?" I frowned at her.

"No, it's not. She shook her head, her expression serious and not pretending: "I'm obviously in the dormitory, why ......"

I looked down and thought about it, and asked, "Have you encountered anything strange lately?"

"Nope. She raised her hand and touched her forehead, put her hand in front of her eyes and looked at it, and suddenly screamed: "Ahhhhh

"Shut up!" I glared at her, raising the middle finger of my right hand, which was still bleeding, "It's my blood." ”

"Are you hurt?" she nervously crouched in front of me and grabbed my hand, "I have a band-aid in my dorm." ”

"No need. I stood up and dusted my buttocks: "Get out of here." ”

When I went downstairs, I asked her again if she had any strange times lately.

She thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I picked up a beautiful puppet in the stairwell of my dorm room last night, is that a strange thing?"

"Puppet?" stopped and looked at her with a frown. Today's girls are so bold that they dare to pick up anything. Especially for dolls and other things, don't go from unknown sources, and take them home is even more taboo.

"Where's that puppet you picked up? What kind of thing?" I was afraid, the puppet she picked up was the one I had just seen.