Most of the wooden doors of schools have a special feature, that is, because they have been used for a long time, they make a "rattling" sound when they are opened, which is almost inaudible when they are noisy, but in a quiet environment, it is like scratching a blackboard with a fingernail.

And the maddening thing is that you don't know where to open the door to make that sound. Because of this, the girl did not dare to open the door and escape easily.

You have to think of a way. In the dark, I kept thinking about what could be done. But as time goes on, so does the danger, and it feels like walking on a single-plank bridge, and the farther you go, the faster your confidence erodes.

At this moment, a metallic thing at my feet caught my attention, and I picked it up.

It's a stapler, and it's heavy and heavy. Someone must have been thrown out of the classroom, right? If the weakness of zombies is really the head like in the TV movies, then if you hit the head accurately with this thing, the lethality is undoubtedly great.

But the problem is that it is impossible to hit in such darkness, let alone a huge number of corpses.

I smacked myself on the head, when did I still think about this bad idea. The light lit up the room again, and this time I even recognized a few familiar backs, and in a trance, I seemed to see a hairy and blood-drinking creature looking at me.

I was covered in hairs that stood on end, and I immediately retreated back to the wall. Only then did I notice that it was actually pouring rain outside the window, but the sound was hidden because of the window, and the thunder sounded muffled in the sealed corridor.

I looked at the stapler in my hand, if I could smash the window with this and open the door when the thunder sounded?

If I could, I'd like to ask for the opinion of the girl who was in the same boat with me at the moment. It's a pity that the reality of the situation is no longer my turn to think about anything, and every second the Grim Reaper is blowing a stronger breath of death at us.

"It's open, it's out!" I made up my mind, and at the same time took a step back, pinching the stapler in my hand and making a throwing gesture. Then, the next moment, the body flew forward like a slingshot, and the stapler slammed into the classroom window.

There was a "bang", and the window broke a hole. The sound of the rain mixed with the wind was a little louder, but it seemed that the opening was not wide enough to have any effect. And because of the big action just now, several dead people had already noticed me and began to stagger around. I stumbled and fell backwards to the ground, my voice trembling, "No, don't, don't ......"

At this moment, a sudden and loud scream echoed through the silent campus. Because of the loud noise, the dead shuffled back to the window. The pounding of my heart made my hands and feet weak and my head dizzy, and I almost missed this opportunity to escape.

Taking advantage of the loud noise, the girl also burst out of the door, and she grabbed my arm, her hands trembling, and the fear and despair in her eyes turned into tears. Although I was scared too, the instinct to survive made me pat my cheeks hard.

I'm going to pull myself together! I'm going to pull myself together! I'm going to pull myself together! I said three silent words, then turned around, lifted the girl's stiff body on my back, and ran towards the bathroom.

While running, I recalled that this scream was driven by the love of the head teacher Fu Dahai. Presumably, the stapler hit the vehicle and triggered the alarm. This alarm is extremely eye-catching even on weekdays, and is often described by students as a "bed call".

Now this sound is like a memory from another time and space, and I miss the nasty jokes of the naughty eggs in the class, and it also highlights the fact that this world can no longer return to the way it was.

The alarm was still blaring, and I think we were safe for at least 30 seconds. The girl rested her head on my shoulder and let out a rapid breath, both of us feeling a little overwhelmed by the dark hallway aisle. Running and running I slowed down, I felt something was wrong, cold sweat seeping down my forehead for no apparent reason.

Suddenly, there was another flash of lightning, and I turned my head to see that the windows of each classroom were full of zombies, ragged and ghostly, like a black forest of dead people.

In other words, I thought I was safe in the classroom next door, but behind me was actually the most dangerous Shura field. I shivered, and the hallway was dark, and I felt as if I was walking on a stormy deck, and the soles of my feet seemed to be on the verge of falling to the ground at any moment.

"There seems to be something ...... in front and ahead," she said as she ran suddenly.

Seeing that I was about to come to the staircase, a face suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and I was so frightened that my scalp felt like a burst of electricity, and I felt numb, and I braked sharply to stop, and clenched the metal leg in my hand hard.

Five or six more zombies came out of the darkness, their mouths still dripping blood, their throats letting out a heavy growl, and their bodies twitching violently as if they were having epilepsy. The girl nervous, and her hands tightly wrapped around my neck.

My mind was also blank, and the metal pipe in my hand was as useless as a toy stick. I held my breath and squatted down slowly, and the girl also covered her mouth, not daring to come out.

The dead man stretched his neck a few steps ahead, rolled his eyes as if he was watching something, and I felt the sweat seep into my shirt from the girl's sideburns. After an unknown amount of time, those things seemed to lose their purpose, and turned into the classroom next to them.

I stood up on my trembling legs again and forced myself into the stairwell. As soon as I stepped into the darkness, I was horrified to find that this place was not empty, but full of dense and stupid black shadows and the sound of frantic and heavy breathing. The rancid and bloody stench filled the space, and there was a slippery feeling of stepping on human entrails or something on my feet, and I didn't want to think about it too much, and continued to walk deeper in fear.

On several occasions, I almost got knocked over by the slippery liquid on the floor. It took me about a minute to get over the distance. Out of the stairwell is a short hallway that connects to the restrooms. As soon as I saw the bathroom sign, I rushed to the bathroom, ran into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.

After putting the girl down, I finally leaned against the wall with a sense of relief. It was so dangerous just now, that even I thought it was unreliable that I could get out of it. After calming down, I looked around, and the bathroom was dark and damp with a musty smell. Somewhere the faucet didn't close tightly, and the water made a ticking sound. Heavy rain weaved a curtain of rain in front of the window.

I knew it wasn't time to be careless, so I reluctantly stood up and checked each toilet cubicle one by one to make sure the bathroom was safe before I sat down next to the girl. We didn't say a word, we all looked at our feet.

"That!"

"That!"

We spoke at the same time.

"Nothing!"

"Nothing!"

We tacitly agreed again, then met in surprise and laughed together. In the laughter, there is helplessness, misery, and the happiness of the rest of my life.

"Thank you!" The girl's voice trembled, "Thank you for saving me." ”

"Well, nothing." I replied vaguely, a little embarrassed.

Then I had time to take a look at her - her long hair tied in a ponytail, a small watch on her hand, and although there was not much blood on her face, her white face and delicate features were still intact. I'm glad the face didn't become fragmented.

"Lu Xiaolin." She said.

"Huh?" I didn't react for a moment.

"My name, you can also call me Xiao Lin, senior, what's your name?" She asked.

"Oh, my name is Li Chen." I say.

Li Chen...... Big star? She covered her mouth and giggled, her white legs trembling slightly under the skirt of her school uniform.

Looking at her smiling face, I couldn't help but think that maybe we had already met—in the hall of the opening ceremony, on the playground of extracurricular activities, in the hallway, or on the way home, we passed by as if we had never known each other.

In fact, in the time we spent in school, we were supposed to have seen every face, ordinary or beautiful, covetous or genuine, but it didn't occur to us to stop in front of these strangers and get to know them. Now, we've forever missed the opportunity to meet these faces, and the world has become so brutal.

Just as I was sad, a cool breeze suddenly blew in front of me, and then the bathroom door slowly opened as if pushed open by an invisible hand. Due to the perennial rough treatment by bad students, the bathroom doors are mostly broken.

I was taken aback, took a half-beat to react, and immediately reached for the door. At this moment, "Smack! A hand jerked out from behind the door and stuck in the crack of the door. The hand was dirty, white, bruised, and twisted as if it were begging for something.

I was frightened by this sudden turn of events, and I sucked against the door with all my might, but the other seemed to be stronger, and the door was pushed open little by little, and the screaming head behind the door squeezed in desperately. Xiao Lin also limped over to help, leaning against the door.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind, so I forced myself to calm down and said to Xiao Lin, "Hey...... Do me a favor......"

"What?"

"Let it in!"

As she tilted her head in confusion, I suddenly relaxed. As soon as the door opened, the hand came in. The moment I saw that guy, my heart went to my throat.

"Die!" I took a step back, then with a groov, slammed it out with my foot.

"Shut it down!"

Xiao Lin cleverly pushed the door, and then I immediately tucked the leg into the crack under the door, locking the door tightly like a wedge.

Although it is a pity to lose the weapon now, it is in exchange for temporary safety. Outside the door, the sound of the undead pounding on the door and the constant terrifying screams.

"Quick, get to the window!" I helped Xiao Lin to the window and was about to carry her to the windowsill.

"What are you doing?" She suddenly screamed and gave me a slap in the face.

I realized that I had put my hand into her skirt in a hurry. But seeing that the iron pipe stuffed at the bottom of the door is about to be squeezed out, there is no way to manage so much.

"I'm sorry!" I grabbed her thighs with my hands, lifted them up, and placed them on the windowsill.

"There's no time, hurry up and climb up the drain." I urged.

At this time, the sound of slapping outside the door suddenly became abrupt, and it was obvious that the number of zombies was increasing.

"But......" she stood up on the windowsill with trepidation, looking down hesitantly.

The drain of the exterior wall was still some distance from the windowsill, a distance that my foot was just long enough to reach, so she had nothing to do about it when her left foot was injured.

I had no choice but to jump on the windowsill, climb out of the wall, and climb up the drain first.

"Come!"

I reached out my left hand and held her right hand tightly. Unexpectedly, when she was about to pull her over, she was pulled back by her and almost fell down. When I looked behind her, I couldn't help but be taken aback because her left foot was being pulled by a pale hand and couldn't move.

"Help!" She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

At this moment, I am holding a rusty drain pipe in my right hand, and a girl who is being held tightly by the living dead in my left hand......

What is this state of affairs......

It was already dark as night, and I felt like everything was leaving me, the laughter, the carefree faces, the yawning and sleepy midday...... That familiar world......