They didn't dare to take a breath, but they were ready to escape at any time.

Four people, from four directions, were all looking at the statue intently, as if they had forgotten even the act of blinking.

The longer they looked at it, the more panic they felt, as if the statue would pounce towards them at the next moment.

They kept staring, staring through the thick darkness.

Look at the statue standing up straight.

Look at his head facing the wall.

Looking at the head facing the wall, he moved slightly.

The four people's hearts skipped a beat.

A white light suddenly flashed.

With this sudden light, they could see the whole statue clearly at that moment.

And there's the statue.

Gray, livid, covered with white ice...

Withered face.

And the eyes on that face.

Covered with white film.

Eyes without any sparkle.

It was supposed to be a statue facing the wall completely.

In that flash of white light.

But he had already turned his head in the direction of the four people.

Watching them silently.

But with a sinister smile that makes people shudder.

The rumble of thunder suddenly sounded.

It sounded with the sound of thunder.

There was also the sound of the statue suddenly falling to the ground.

It fell in the middle of the four people.

Separate the four people with partitions.

Without any hesitation, the four of them immediately turned around and ran away.

Two, four, and five ran over screaming in the direction they came from.

Sanze ran further down the corridor alone.

Just for a while.

None of them found it.

San has become the lonely one.

The light of lightning lit up again.

on the ground.

The statue's face remains in a twisted pose.

With a terrifying expression, he looked in the direction where San was escaping.

She looked at his back as he fled in panic.

…

As soon as I heard the noise coming from outside.

So the next moment, I held my breath.

He pressed his back firmly against the door, listening to the thunder outside, the sound of things falling, and the panic and dull footsteps.

and screams.

He didn't make any move for a long time, just pressed against the door.

Until the scream gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely.

Only then did he dare to relax a little.

He didn't know what was going on outside.

However, he couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the sixth figure he saw here before.

However, the sixth figure seemed to have followed the others out and locked him inside.

So, he should be safe for now.

Apart from him, there was no other "thing" in this room.

His body couldn't help but slid down slowly along the door, and he sat on the ground with his back against the door. Then he came back to the water like a drowning man, breathing in the air greedily.

Although the noisy sound outside only lasted for just over ten seconds.

But he felt like it had been more than ten years.

With great difficulty, his breathing gradually became calmer.

He also wants to stand up again.

It's just that I just used my hands to lift myself up from the ground a little bit.

There was a rapid knock on the door.

It seemed like someone was in a hurry to get home.

He immediately blocked the door with all his strength.

Even so, the door panel behind him still shook violently from the knock.

It even made his spine tingle.

He gritted his teeth, restrained his slightly trembling body, and stood firmly against the door.

The knocking on the door lasted for half a minute and then stopped.

But he didn't dare to leave, fearing that the "person" knocking on the door would suddenly come back and kill him.

He was still holding on to the door until another half minute passed.

Only then did he hear a rustling sound coming from outside the door.

It was as if something was crawling on the carpet in the corridor outside the door.

It wasn't until the sound gradually faded away and could no longer be heard that he relaxed his body and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it only lasted a minute, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He sat paralyzed, leaning against the door panel, and did not move for a long time.

He was panting heavily, and his back was almost soaked with cold sweat.

Even now, his mind is still blank, and he can't think of anything. Only the series of experiences just now are playing back over and over again, and then cruelly reminding him of one thing.

This is not normal.

There is something abnormal here.

The clearer these two thoughts were in his mind, the deeper the despair in his heart became.

Because in front of those abnormal "things", he has no power to resist at all.

However, this shouldn't be the case.

He felt that he had forgotten many things.

But I couldn't think of anything.

If you think deeply, your brain will feel increasingly blank. In the end, you will still be unable to think of anything. Instead, you will seem to be forgetting more.

I don't know how long it took, but he still maintained that posture, leaning against the door.

Until, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching.

From the outside of the door.

Like a flashback, he instantly became vigilant. He put one ear against the door and listened with bated breath to what was going on outside.

Now, it becomes clearer.

Those were indeed footsteps.

He thought it was someone else coming back to find him.

But soon, I discovered something was wrong.

The footsteps outside were very slow.
To be continued...