"Whew...... Whew......"

The woman's heavy gasps rang out in the deserted classroom.

Elsewhere, the sound might be a surprise to others.

It's just here, but it only makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

The classroom is no longer what the classroom was originally like.

Desks and chairs have long been removed.

But there was an extra blanket spread on the ground, as well as a lot of bottles and cans, and a few plastic bags.

It is a fresh trace of life.

The pain in her heart still came from her wrist from time to time, making her frown deeply.

It's just that soon, the expression on her face became extremely blank.

The pain seems to have become insignificant.

After a while, the pain was too much for her to endure again.

And so on and so forth.

"I should ..... Crazy, right? ”

When she could feel the pain, she thought to herself.

She has maintained such a situation that is sometimes normal and sometimes indifferent, for a long time.

Or rather......

Since getting this notebook, her life has changed completely!

The contents of the diary in this notebook actually scared her, but she couldn't help but read it.

After reading it, her heart is also very complicated.

I think that the diary master is doing the right thing!

Shouldn't we all kill them all in the face of that kind of person!?

And at that time, there should have been a strange change in her body.

When was the first time you killed someone?

She couldn't remember much.

She only vaguely remembered that it was her boss, a woman she hated very, very much, and often said something very vicious to her.

Even in secret, she had already thought about secretly countless times and simply killed the other party.

But wait until she actually sees the woman being hanged by herself in the other person's home.

Look directly into the hideous eyes that protruded.

The body has long lost its temperature.

In her heart, there was a wave of coldness and fear.

I can't believe it's going to be done on my own.

Because, no matter how bold she is, no matter how much she hates this woman, she will never be able to kill someone!

It's just that at that time, her hand clearly stayed on that rope!

And the little memories that remain are also telling her-

She is a murderer!

How could this situation not make her feel alarmed?

It was only very soon that her mood became very indifferent.

She told herself, it's just a matter of killing a few people, what's the big deal?

And she really agreed with the idea.

She continues to kill.

Buy items, find targets, and get ready for it all.

From the neighbors who make her jealous not far from home, to some single women who make her unhappy to look at.....

Do it again and again.

Again and again they were hanged in their homes.

She didn't really understand why she would choose such a strange way to end a person's life.

But every time she couldn't help but do it.

- Possibly...... Is that what the diary is about?

She had such a guess, but she quickly put it behind her.

These processes were obviously done by herself, but she felt ......

That's not her?

And, even if she didn't dare to admit it, she knew very well-

In the process, she did have a different kind of joy and shuang, and her heart .....

It seems that I really want this to happen!

She's like.....

Started to like it?

Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing to decide someone's life and kill those who displeased her?

Her mentality is also becoming more and more indifferent.

Only occasionally, in the middle of the night, would she be surprised by what she had done.

Wake up suddenly.

And there is a deep fear and panic.

Worried about whether she will be found or caught by the police.

It's just that when she wakes up the next day, she becomes that ruthless "she" again.

Coldly searching for suitable prey.

Just when she thought she was going to go on like this, until destruction.

She had a night she would never forget!

That night, she came to the door of her prey's house, as usual, and rang the doorbell in the old-fashioned but effective way.

- As for the way of picking prey?

That's just because the man was walking down the road and bumped into himself.

In her mind, killing a person doesn't really need any reason-

Until she had already hoisted the other person up, everything was extremely smooth and normal.

However, it was also at this time.

A strange sound came from downstairs.

It was a chewing sound she had never heard before.

Then the door opened.

If it was normal, she would definitely want to run away directly.

It's just that at that time, she made a wrong choice!

And so, she saw the terrifying man.....

Oh no, he can't be called a human anymore!

Maybe just a monster with a human shell!

More like a monster than her!

Her sneak attack didn't work.

The figure enveloped in the black mist came to her without fear.

The thing hidden beside her was like a tangled tentacle, and just looking at it made her feel uncontrollable fear and vomiting in her heart.

At night, the other party wears a mask on her face, making it impossible for her to see what it really looks like.

But she didn't dare to look directly at those eyes alone!

It's as if even if you see those eyes, your soul will be sucked away!

But her body was extremely conscious, and she stabbed the monster with a knife.

however

A strange big mouth, but it appeared in its hand.

Swallowed her weapon, and one of her hands!

Yes, the hands of monsters, and of course monsters!

She thought so.

The fear in her heart almost consumed her.

I couldn't be scared anymore.

But her body still behaved unacceptably, and she was suddenly freed from some kind of restraint, and then jumped down the stairs without looking back.

Even though she was lame, she managed to escape.

And fled to this place.

This is her hiding place.

Even she didn't know why she chose this place.

That monster didn't just cause damage to her body.

It's more like taking something from her.

Let her return to her normal self more often.

Wandering between sobriety and madness.

It's like walking on the edge of a cliff, and you will fall at any time.

Having said that, she is actually more used to that indifferent "her".

Because "she" is strong and cold, as if she has never been afraid.

It can also allow her to temporarily get rid of the torment of pain.

However, it was "she" who put herself on this road of no return!

She didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

But one thing is certain -

She can't go back for a long time.

"So, I'm really crazy....."

The woman's voice whispered to herself, lonely in the room.

"Step on ...... Step ......"

It's just that

At this moment,

The sound of dull footsteps,

Ringing outside the door.