In the middle of the night, the whole school fell into a deep sleep. The library of Sungnam University is hidden in the dark night, leaving only a majestic shadow.

Suddenly, a light appeared on the wall of the back door of the library, but it flickered and disappeared.

"You're crazy, aren't you, who the fuck told you to turn on the lights?" A deliberately lowered male voice whispered.

"I'm scared. It's haunted here. We...... Why don't we go? Another voice whispered with a trill.

"Damn, I just know you're a coward. Don't go back on your own. Another voice said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise. The time is almost up, and when you can't get anything and you cry, let's go. ”

The moon came out of the clouds, and four figures flashed through the back door of the library in the moonlight.

The last person to enter gently closed the back door of the library, and then beckoned everyone upstairs. What they are going to is the fourth floor of the library, which is known as the most terrifying place in Chengnan University. There would be no one on duty in the library at night, so several people took out flashlights to light it up.

The staircase of the library is spiraling, and the walls around the staircase are full of photos of famous people from ancient and modern times. Under the light, you can clearly see that these are four boys. One of them seemed to be particularly timid, and his hand kept clutching the clothes of the boy in front of him.

"Hey, I said can you be a man, grab clothes so, you can do everything?" The boy in front laughed at him as he walked forward.

The boy in the back was very nervous, and at this time he was no longer in the mood to refute the words that mocked him, and he was like leaving this ghost place in a hurry.

A few people walked to the fourth floor, but the corridor leading to the inside was sealed by an iron fence.

The boy at the front took a key from his clothes, he inserted it into the keyhole and poked it a few times, and the lock bar on the fence clicked open.

He motioned to the people behind him, and he walked in first.

It's been a long time since anyone has come in, and there's a thick layer of dust everywhere. The four men carefully identified the house number of each room in the hallway by the light of a flashlight.

The boy who came first turned to the other three and said, "There are four rooms this time, it's still the old rule." Let's see if everyone's luck is good. Let's go. ”

The other boys all nodded, only the boys who had been scared at the beginning looked at the others pitifully. He was the youngest of the four, skinny and looked like a shriveled bean sprout.

Unfortunately, everyone was excited about the challenges they were about to encounter, and no one noticed his distress signal.

Everyone walked away, and the boy had no choice but to clench the flashlight to find the number. Room 405, he didn't have to bother to find it at all. The boy stood in front of the door and hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

Squeak-squeak-squea

The screeching noise of the old door panels is particularly noticeable in the quiet library building.

The boy tiptoed in with a flashlight. It was a very small room that was supposed to be an office. There was a yellowed desk by the window, and a chair in the middle of the room. There are several square white marks on the surrounding walls, which should have been pasted with something originally pasted and later torn off. The boy walked over to the table and gently pulled open a drawer, which was empty. The boy went to pull another drawer, but there was still nothing. Finally, the boy opened all the drawers, but still did not find what he was looking for.

The boy spun around in place, wondering where the thing would be hiding. Suddenly, he thought of the chair in the middle of the room, and there seemed to be something underneath it.

He walked over to the chair and paused to shine his flashlight under the chair, but unfortunately there was a pale yellow floor underneath. The boy squatted in frustration.

Suddenly, the boy's face was cold. He was stunned for a moment, and touched the wet thing on his face with his hand, and there was something on his fingertips. The boy twisted the things on his fingertips with his fingertips, and it was slimy. The boy frowned and put his finger to the flashlight.

Red, viscous liquid. The hairs on the boy's body stood up in an instant.

He stiffened, and he didn't dare look up. The boy's nerves tensed. Suddenly, he screamed, threw away the flashlight in his hand, and rushed out in a panic.