Rorschach, Sam, and Odea walked up the steps in front of the school building. The three of them pushed open the door and entered the hall, behind which was a dark hallway, with no lights on, only the emergency lights on either side of the wall lit faintly.

Odeya hurriedly walked to the wall of the hall to look for the light switch, groped around the wall, and the switch was for her to find, but when she pressed it, it had no effect, and it seemed that the power system was malfunctioning.

She walked quickly to Rorschach's side, and said in a low voice:

"There's no electricity in the school building, it must be Slabbi's fault."

Rorschach looked around and asked Odeya:

"Do you know where the typewriter is?"

"I remember ......"

Odya frowned, bit her fingers, and tried to think about it, "It should be in the exhibition room, just on the first floor, just walk all the way." ”

"I got it......"

Rorschach paused for a moment and made a decision, "Let's go separately, Sam, you go to the power distribution room and try to turn on the lights in the school building, and Odya and I go to the exhibition room to find a typewriter." ”

"Okay."

"No problem."

Odeya and Sam nodded.

Next, Rorschach and Sam parted ways and led Odea to the exhibition room at the end of the hallway.

The hallway was long, dark, and quiet, except for the footsteps and breathing of Rorschach and Odeya, and as they moved forward, the emergency lights placed on top of the walls began to flicker and flicker, and the constant flickering green light made the entire corridor seem eerie.

Odea followed closely to Rorschach, a nervous look on her face, and occasionally turned her head to look behind her, as if she was worried about Slabbi's sudden appearance.

Rorschach turned his head and asked:

"Scared?"

"Nope!"

Odeya said stubbornly, "I'm not afraid, how can I be afraid?" ”

Rorschach looked at her and smiled, without saying a word, and continued down the hallway.

After a few moments, Rorschach and Odea came to the end of the hallway, and stood in front of the door of the exhibition room, which was a double-opening wooden door with a round glass window on each of them.

Rorschach grabbed Odeya, who wanted to push the door in, leaned over and leaned over the wooden door, listening to the movement inside, there was no sound inside, not even the slightest sound.

He looked into the exhibition room, which was very large, about the size of two basketball courts, and there were four huge glass windows on the left wall, through which the shining stars in the night sky shone through, making the exhibition room not like a corridor, only pitch black.

By the light of the stars, Rorschach saw that in the center of the exhibition room, a variety of transparent glass display cases were placed in the form of a tic-tac-toe grid, while on the right wall was a row of glass standing cabinets, which were also specially used to store various displays.

Odea looked up, looked at Rorschach and asked:

"Is there no one in there?"

"Didn't find it."

Rorschach shook his head, gently pushed open the double wooden door, and slipped sideways into the exhibition room, and behind him, Odeya hurriedly followed his movements and burrowed into the exhibition room.

Standing in front of the door, Rorschach looked around and said softly:

"Let's hurry up and find the typewriter."

"Okay, okay."

Odeya bit her lip, "Looks like Scala hasn't been here yet. ”

"Not necessarily."

Rorschach said in a deep voice, "It's better to be careful. ”

"I know."

Odeya nodded hurriedly.

The exhibition room was large, and the light was poor, so Rorschach and Odea had to search for display cases one by one

After searching the outer display cases, Rorschach and Odeya converged in the center of the display room.

Rorschach frowned and asked:

"Did you find a typewriter?"

"Nope."

Odeya shook her head, worry flashing in her eyes, "Is it ...... The typewriter has already been taken by Srabi? ”

"I don't think it'...... yet"

Rorschach narrowed his eyes and looked around, "If it is taken away, he doesn't need to make such a big move, it just comes here quietly."

"yes!"

Odeya's eyebrows huddled together and pursed her lips, "But we haven't found a typewriter yet?" ”

"Don't worry."

Rorschach pointed to the display case in the other direction, "You go over there and have a look, I'll go over here and have a look." ”

"Understood."

Odea nodded, followed Rorschach's direction, and walked over.

Rorschach glanced at her back and turned to walk in the other direction.

Odeya came to a display case containing three trophies of different sizes, honors received by the town high school when they participated in various competitions.

Looking at these trophies, she sighed, she has never experienced real campus life, which is Odeya's biggest regret so far.

Suddenly, a small sound sounded around her, which seemed to be laughter.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Odeya quickly turned around and pulled out a dagger from behind her waist, and under the starlight, the cold blade added a terrifying aura.

"Slabbi?" She asked.

Unfortunately, there was no answer around her at all, only a faint "hee-hee" laugh.

Odeya took a deep breath, she was sure that Slabi was all the work of Srabi.

Looking around, there was no trace of Slabi at all, Odea looked up at Rorschach on the other end of the exhibition room, and decided to give up shouting after thinking about it, for some reason, she wanted to prove it to Rorschach.

When she turned her head and glanced at the display case.

Suddenly, a face of a puppet that has been painted and shiny is reflected in the clear glass.

Slabbi!

Frightened, Odeya turned to stab the dagger.

"Caught!"

Slabi screamed, raised his hands and grabbed Odeya's wrists, squeezing them tighter and tighter.

Odeya was shocked, and was taken away by Srabi's power, and the whole person almost fell on its body. She desperately tried to break free of Slabbi's grasp, but Slabbi's wooden hand gripped her wrist tightly and grew stronger, and his fingers dug deep into her skin.

"Let go of me!"

Odeya shouted, desperately trying to break free from the wooden hand, but Srabi's strength was so great that the pain in her wrist kept coming, and the bone seemed to be about to be broken.

Pong, pong!

Two gunshots lit up, and the moment the gunshots rang out, Slabi had already disappeared from Odeya's face.

Boom!

The display case on the side was shattered by bullets.

Rorschach had already run to Odeya's side and asked with concern:

"How are you?"

"I'm fine."

Odeya rubbed her wrist and looked around, "Slabi is here, he's hiding." ”

"I know!"

Rorschach raised his pistol and looked around warily.

At this moment, a giggle rang out.

In the direction of the voice, in the starlight, a small figure appeared on the windowsill, its eyes glaring at Rorschach and Odeya, its eyes cold, straight and without the slightest hint of life.

That's the eyes of a puppet dummy.

It's Srabi.