"There's a guy hanging outside."

Seeing that Ling Zihan's expression didn't seem to be fake, Wang Ye instantly broke out in a cold sweat, he stood up and turned towards the door as little as possible without making a sound, while trying to move his body towards Ling Zihan as much as possible.

He was scared, no one believed it if he couldn't say it, after all, Wang Ye, the fierce vice president of the Devil Student Association, was afraid of ghosts. But Wang Ye himself said that he was very helpless, just as some people are afraid of heights and some people are afraid of water, he has always been afraid of these supernatural things since he was scared by an unscrupulous cousin when he was a child. But at the moment, there is no point in being afraid, and it does not help the current situation in the slightest. What's more, in front of him is still his sworn enemy, President Ling Zihan. In the face of Ling Zihan, Wang Ye always wanted to save face, so he tried not to show his fear.

"How do you know that the people outside are hanging through the door panel?" Wang Ye asked Ling Zihan like this, but he was silent when he saw the scene in front of him, and he clearly heard the sound of his own saliva.

In fact, the teacher's building where the student union office is located has a strange layout, not the usual north-south orientation, but east-west orientation. The windows of the student union office face east, and the hallway windows outside the office face west. It's 5 p.m. in September, and the sun has begun to sink in the west, so the office is not lit up, and the light is a little dim, but the sunset can be seen from the window of the corridor outside the door from under the crack in the door. The sunset, which had been golden, squeezed in through the cracks in the flat door, like a veil spread on the ground. But now, this veil is cut by two black slender projections.

There was a person, or not a person, hanging from the door of the student union office. His legs hung down, limp, and he lost his life. It seemed to be shaking slightly, and the two shadows cast into the office followed suit.

Wang Ye finally succeeded in moving to Ling Zihan's side at this moment, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes the horror that they could not hide. This time it was no longer possible to prevaricate with excuses such as delusions and dreams. At this moment, there is something, hanging outside the door, quietly looking at them inside the door. Ta's face was blurred, but the resentful malice was projected so clearly, with the envy of the dead for the living.

It's getting darker.

It won't go on like this. Realizing this, the two decided to take some action. The first option was to jump out of the window, the office was on the 2nd floor, there was nothing wrong with the height, but outside the window was the university lake, and it was said that people had drowned, and neither of them was sure if it was a good idea to throw themselves into the lake that had died at such a supernatural moment. Then there are not many options left, either wait for the guy outside the door to disappear on his own, or take the initiative.

Ling Zihan turned his head to glance at Wang Ye, making sure he was still beside him, and began to think about his next step.

"Let's open the door and go out." Wang Ye leaned into Ling Zihan's ear and said in a hoarse voice. Before the words fell, Wang Ye walked over first, and Ling Zihan was helpless, so he hurriedly tiptoed to follow. The two of them carefully walked around the two black projections on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and carefully looked out from under the slightly wider crack in the door. They saw a pair of shoes, a pair of navy blue canvas shoes, the toe and soles of which should have been white, but now they were stained with a lot of reddish-brown mud, and they were in a dilapidated state. The shoes do not touch the ground, but hang a centimeter on the ground, their toes pointing down softly, swaying from side to side regularly, like dead fish suspended by a rope in the kitchen.

Ling Zihan's heart was pounding, and he was about to look more closely, but his vision was suddenly blocked by something black. At first, he didn't realize what the black objects outside the door were that suddenly fell down, but after a few seconds, he suddenly straightened up and pulled Wang Ye up with an ugly face.

Wang Ye didn't know why, so he asked Ling Zihan why with his mouth. The latter just shook his head slightly, took out his mobile phone and typed a line at Wang Ye. Wang Ye only glanced at it, and then felt goosebumps all over his body.

It's all human hair.

There was something outside their door, hovering, but still able to twist its body, tilting its head to try to look through the crack in the door. This made Ling Zihan wonder if they would have met a white eye through the crack in the door if he had pulled Wang Ye up later.

He didn't dare to think about it again.

What to do? Is it still open?

Still typing on his mobile phone, Ling Zihan asked Wang Ye.

He really didn't dare to speak, and even his breathing was cautious and shallow. Wang Ye was shaken by himself, thinking that he was so unproductive and frightened, but seeing Ling Zihan's cautious appearance, he seemed to be a little better, anyway, both of them were scared and weak, and no one was bad. Comforting himself like this, Wang Ye couldn't help laughing.

Open the door, of course.

This is Wang Ye's answer.

Sure, it may be spooky out there, but jumping into the lake and waiting for infinity are not good ideas. If you waste any more time, it will be completely dark, and no one knows what will become of it then, and whether something stranger will happen. So Ling Zihan nodded, calmed down, and held the doorknob of the office with Wang Ye, while twisting it down with the lightest and lightest force.

With a click, the spring-loaded deadbolt opened. Both of their hands were sweating nervously, and at this time they were stacked together to hold the handles, cold and slippery. They held their breath to make sure there was no movement outside the door for the time being, so they simply took a deep breath and opened the door with a bang!

After seeing the outside, both of them widened their eyes.

There was no one outside.

"Whew." Wang Ye let out a sigh, and finally a smile appeared on his face. He poked his head out to look, and the incandescent lights in the hallway were reassuringly bright, and there was even a teacher coming home from work in the office on the left side of the hallway. The teacher had given Wang Ye a class to them, and at this moment, he saw Wang Ye's handsome head sticking out of the student union office comically, and greeted them with a smile.

Wang Ye smiled, waved his hand at the teacher casually, and retracted his head again. His heart finally didn't beat so fast, he closed the door again, lay down and looked out, and didn't see anything supernatural in the crack of the door, and couldn't help but be truly relieved.

Then he turned his head and just wanted to talk to Ling Zihan, but the smile was fixed on his face.

Ling Zihan followed Wang Ye's line of sight in confusion, turned his head to look, but saw a pair of navy blue canvas shoes on the desk in the office.

Worn-out, mud-stained canvas shoes.

He felt the cold sweat on his back.

That thing came in!

An almost unbearable sense of fear came to his heart, and he opened the campus BBS when he tried to divert his attention, and what was even more surprising was that the post he originally asked Ye Yao to delete was still on the page, and it had become a hot topic.

What's going on?!

Immediately clicked on the post, but found that except for his own floor, all the other floors had disappeared, and he was a little nervous, so he began to type:

Try it.

After waiting for a while, no one answered, so I sent "Try it again." "The floors are not continuous.

Could it be that I can't see the reply anymore?

Ling Zihan sent out this idea, and there was no reply as expected.

Hope it can be useful to ask for help here. With this mentality, Ling Zihan typed down the next words.

Anyway, thankfully this post hasn't been deleted. If anyone can see it, everyone, my friend and I just ran into a lot of strange things in the school's oldest teacher's building, and I'm scared when I think about it now. I'll talk about those things later, just in case. But now, most importantly, my friends and I are stuck in this place.

Looking at Wang Ye, who had been groping, Ling Zihan asked with a gesture, and sure enough, he received a negative answer.

Ling Zihan took a long breath and continued typing:

Yes, we can't get out.