Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

In an old school, the dim corridors are long, narrow and eerie, and can be used directly as a filming location for a horror movie without any special decoration.

The campus, which should have been filled with laughter, was now without any sound of children playing, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

This is a school for the disabled, which houses children with physical defects.

Most of the children are deaf-mute, and there are also mentally retarded and physically disabled children.

The school facilities are not good and many of the children come from poor families.

Some children are not valued by their families because of their physical disabilities, so this welfare institution-like school is almost their home.

But, what kind of home would make these children tremble with fear, as terrified as a frightened bird at the slightest noise?

It happened to be a weekend, and most of the children who could go home had been picked up by their parents.

The children who remain in school are either orphans or homeless.

Either their families are indifferent and leave them to fend for themselves.

This is the only place for these "special" children who are more vulnerable than ordinary children.

Even though, this place is more terrifying than hell to them.

As night falls, the terrifying "weekend game" session begins.

Suddenly, the sound of running was heard in the quiet corridor. Just from the hurried footsteps, one could tell how panicked the owner was.

I saw a little girl running in the corridor as if she was running for her life, as if there was a vicious dog chasing her.

She looked to be in her early teens, with a cute bob haircut and a pair of big eyes that showed extreme fear.

The girl ran desperately and didn't make any cry for help from beginning to end.

Because she is deaf-mute and cannot make any sound.

Moreover, she knew that no one would come to save her.

The girl quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

With a creaky sound, the door of an office in the middle of the corridor opened, and a man walked out from the shadows.

The old man had a big belly and a bald spot in the middle of his head. On his greasy, fat face, a pair of narrow eyes were slightly squinted.

He smiled and stared at the end of the corridor, and said in a "kind" tone: "Hide well, you will be punished if you are caught by the principal."

The chilling words echoed in the empty corridor, eerie and strange.

After shouting, the Mediterranean old man walked slowly towards the end of the corridor.

The doors of the houses along the way were tightly shut, and no one came out to take a look.

Because this scene has become commonplace.

Meanwhile, in a dormitory bathroom, a man was bathing a little boy.

The man is a life teacher at the school and often helps bathe those young and mentally challenged boys.

The little boy, who was less than ten years old, was covered in white foam and was very slippery. He was catching soap bubbles and playing with them without knowing what was going on.

The man looked normal, but upon closer inspection he could see excitement in his eyes. His big hands rubbed down the boy's back and stopped at his buttocks.

The breathing sound suddenly became heavier...

In the vice-principal's office, an old man with the exact same face as the Mediterranean principal took out tape and walked towards the long-haired little girl who was eating cookies on a chair.

The vice-principal is the principal's twin brother, and the little girl is severely mentally retarded and is always coaxed by him with sweet candies or biscuits.

In the end, without exception, their hands and feet would be tied up with tape and their mouths would be sealed.

In the laundry room, an expressionless middle-aged woman threw a little girl into the rotating drum of the washing machine.

It was just because a child suffering from polio accidentally spilled food on his clothes, and she was the auntie who was responsible for washing clothes and cooking for the children.

In a dirty corner, a mute boy curled up on the ground with bruises all over his body, just because he tried to stop his younger brother from being taken to take a bath by the life teacher.

……

One after another, horrifying and bizarre events took place in various places in this school.

The whole school stood in darkness, with not a single light getting in. From a distance, it looked like a huge tomb.

In the bathroom at the end of the corridor, the little girl with bob haircut squatted in the toilet cubicle and locked the door from the inside.

She covered her mouth tightly with her hands, even though she couldn't make any sound.

But what if?

What if your breathing is too loud and the devil hears it?

Footsteps were heard outside the door, and with a creak, the door was pushed open.

But the little girl could not hear any sound, her body was shaking and tears were silently streaming down her face.

I kept praying in my heart: Don’t find me, don’t find me…

If she could speak, she would definitely shout "Help, someone save me".

Suddenly, the girl felt a shadow falling from above, and she was so scared that she dared not shed tears.

She looked up tremblingly, and the terrifying scene that made her scalp tingle almost made her faint.

——A human face appeared above the partition of the compartment next to the girl.

That greasy face was full of lust, and the narrow, smiling eyes were staring down at her condescendingly.

"caught you."

It was the old Mediterranean man who had chased after her, and he was also the principal of this school.

He entered the adjacent compartment, stepped on the water tank and clung to the baffle, with his head just above the girl's head, so she could see him as soon as she raised her head.

This horrifying and bizarre scene would give not only the little girl but even an adult man nightmares if he saw it, leaving him with a lifelong psychological trauma.

The girl was shaking with fear and sobbing, tears of fear and despair flowing continuously.

Save me, someone save me!

The old man was not in a hurry to catch her. Instead, he looked down at her and slowly admired the fearful and trembling appearance of his little prey, enjoying it very much.

This was his favorite part of hunting, and he considered himself a powerful hunter.

Suddenly, the girl's small body trembled violently, and the trembling of fear stopped instantly.

The despair in those big, bright, clear eyes washed by tears faded away, replaced by rebellion and murderous intent.

The girl raised her drooping head and slowly stood up.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and a strange smile appeared on her tearful face. She looked up at the principal and said, "The game has just begun."

It's just that the hunter and the prey have switched positions.

The principal was stunned in astonishment. How could this deaf-mute little prey suddenly speak?

Before he could think any more, the little girl below raised her arm, and a scene even stranger than before appeared.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl's thin arms suddenly grew two or three meters, and her hands instantly reached the principal's head.

Then he grabbed the few remaining hairs on one side of his scalp and pulled him upside down from the cubicle.

The principal's short and fat body weighed at least 180 pounds, but in this small hand, it was as easy as holding a paper man.

With a "bang", the principal fell heavily on the dirty toilet bowl, his face and neck were covered in blood, and a pig-slaughtering scream suddenly rang out.

His head was covered in blood and flesh, and one side of his hair and half of his scalp had been pulled off by the little girl.

"Hey, I caught you."