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The pain came from my ankle, and when I turned over, I saw that the monster sensei's hand was covered with disgusting scales, and the black and red blood stains on my nails reminded me that my leg had been scratched by him!

Damn it! I don't know if there is any bacterial rabies. I feel like I'm really cheap, and I still have the heart to think about this. I rubbed my other foot against the hand, but it didn't work, it just added more wounds to my leg.

"Let go of me!" I yelled. However, the messages that came to my head didn't make me aware of my condition.

The monster teacher was stunned when he heard my voice, and then grabbed my feet even more fiercely, and I could even feel the sound of my foot bones rubbing against the sharp nails.

The headless man was clutching the monster teacher at the moment, no, he couldn't be called a teacher anymore, it was a monster, with long fangs, pitch-black hair, and not only that, but the smell of rotting food came from it.

"You monster! I'm fighting with you! I yelled. Then even if he stepped forward, regardless of whether he could fight or not, he punched the black claw.

It's like hitting the trunk of a tree, it's hard and painful, but I don't care anymore, I hit it again and again, and the blood is getting more and more, but I'm like crazy, for my own life!

The monster howled, and I was a little tired. The claw was hanging on my leg all the time, and after trying unsuccessfully, I almost wanted to cut it off. And yet there is nothing on hand, etc.!

This is a school, so there should be a fire hydrant next to every classroom, and there, in addition to fire extinguishers, there are also axes!

I glanced down the hallway, and suddenly I felt a rush of ecstasy, a red box standing against the wall, and not far from the door!

I estimated the distance and decided to give it a try, but it was not a good way to drag it out like this, looking at the appearance of the headless man, it was not a good way to drag it out like this, so I had only this one way to go.

I wanted to stand up, but I couldn't move my legs, so I tried to bend my body to the left, and those who have watched the skit should know that there is a way of performing that is done by people lying on the ground and making various movements, and I was grabbed by the monster, which caused me to only move my upper body to reach the fire hydrant.

However, when I did so, I also felt the pain of the flesh on my ankle being torn.

The bouts of vertigo made my scalp tingle and my limbs sore, but!

I reached for the handle of the hydrant, and it was a big problem to open it, because I found that if I wanted to open it, I had to let it open outward, which made it difficult, and I didn't have enough distance to get the axe inside.

However, at this time, that hand was doing tricks again, and I didn't pay too much attention to the strangeness of the classroom at this time, so that when I felt that something was wrong, I saw that my whole leg was unconsciously dragged over.

The taste of sharp nails piercing the skin is not pleasant, and those "students" finally do it!

They couldn't be called human anymore, not much like the monster, except that they didn't have so dark skin.

I struggled to get out, but luckily the little monsters weren't as hard as the old monsters. I slammed into it, but I couldn't move an inch.

Pulling open the fire box, I looked at the axe standing next to me, and I almost burst into tears.

At this time, your axe is not fixed there, I should really thank those irresponsible renovation workers!

Finally grabbed the axe, turned around and slashed at the group of monsters, maybe I was really in a crazy situation at that time, it was a completely lifeless chop, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that the group of monsters were standing there one by one, and no one dared to come forward.

And that hand, too, was cut to pieces by me, and the old monster's eyes looked like they were going to eat me, but they were restrained by the headless man, and his arm, which was missing a palm, was still stretching forward, as if trying to catch me.

I quickly pulled my legs out, and when I was lying down in the hallway, I was dressed in horror, because the old monster saw that I was in the hallway, and stopped struggling, and took a few steps back to stand still in front of the door, but the gloomy eyes were still fixed on me.

In an instant, my hair stood on my back again, and I couldn't care about my injured leg, so I struggled to stand up and thought about walking towards the entrance of the corridor.

It's just that at this time, I heard the familiar boy's voice again, but his voice sounded a little weak, but it still made my hair stand on end instantly.

"Run."

I looked at the empty hallway, sweating from my axe-gripping hand. Could it be that there is something else?

However, there was nothing unusual about it. I looked around, and the old monster was still standing in front of the door, looking at me motionlessly, and I knew that he couldn't get out, but there was even greater uneasiness in my heart.

Although it was just an expression, I still caught the old monster's face, no matter how you look at it, it's smiling. I broke out in a cold sweat and stared at everything around me in a trance, but there was no movement.

Thinking about the voice that has helped me so many times, I decided to leave this place as soon as possible! Dragging my injured leg, I walked unusually slowly, but I still walked out of the hallway, and the sweat on my head blurred my vision a little, but I didn't wipe it because I saw outside the hallway.

The empty hall seemed to signal my arrival, and eventually, my feet were on the hall, and there was silence around me, and beyond that was the campus, and I could even see the students walking through the glass.

However, I couldn't move my legs because of the figure in front of the door.

I think this is the first time I've met a ghost, and it's the first time I've met a female ghost.

I looked at the rope from top to bottom, the messy black hair, and I could only feel endless fear in my heart.

If what happened just now can only be understood as a zombie or something, then this person with no feet, dressed in red, and hanging his hair down, can only be called a ghost.

I wanted to move, but I couldn't take a step no matter what.

I watched as the female ghost slowly raised her head. It was like slow motion, and I couldn't do anything about it.

Fear, and it continues.