Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Large beads of sweat dripped onto the cement floor.

Ding Xiang's breathing was so light it was almost inaudible. She nestled in the hay, her petite body completely hidden.

Her heart was still pounding, and she looked extremely vigilant.

She can't forget everything she saw before!

After the morning exercise, she walked alone in the crowd, but did not see Wu Yan and Fang Jia.

Ding Xiang simply turned her head slightly, wanting to look back for the two women, but there was no one behind her, where there had been a lot of noise.

When she turned back, she was stunned.

Ahead, there was no one. The huge staircase, the entrance to the teaching building, and even the corridors were all empty.

It was as if everyone had vanished in an instant!

She was the only one standing there, stunned.

There wasn't a sound even in the classroom.

Ding Xiang felt a strong sense of unease, but all she could do now was move forward and wait for news from Chen Ji and the other two.

However, when she walked to the classroom, the scene in the window sent a chill down Ding Xiang's spine and instantly gave her goosebumps!

Countless corpses, dressed in school uniforms, their exposed skin charcoal black, were hung from the incandescent lights on the roof.

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing the corpses to sway and collide with each other like wind chimes.

Ding Xiang retreated step by step; she could no longer stay in the classroom.

Just as she quietly walked past the doorway, the hanging corpse inside suddenly seemed to sense something.

Dozens of heads turned toward her in unison.

Beneath countless sunken eye sockets, on their faces, burned, twisted, and melted, cracks suddenly opened.

"Class is about to start..."

Why don't you come in?

......

Ding Xiang recalled those whispered words that sounded like a death knell.

She curled up tightly, hugging herself, but still couldn't keep out the cold.

A series of slow, drawn-out footsteps came from afar.

Ding Xiang looked out through the grass and could vaguely see that the person was wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag.

She appeared to be heading down the steps in front of the door into the teaching building.

But now, the teaching building is extremely eerie, with charred corpses everywhere.

Ding Xiang wanted to call out to her, but suddenly shut her mouth.

A flicker of hesitation and doubt crossed her mind.

Classes have already started, so who would be wandering around outside?

Isn't it a bit too unusual for this to happen at this time?

For a moment, she was almost certain that the students outside were going upstairs...

It's a ghost too!

Ding Xiang immediately covered her mouth and quietly squatted in the haystack, without making a sound.

The figure in front, judging from the exposed skin, was not charred; in fact, it was quite fair.

Ding Xiang's gaze followed the figure in the distance until she turned into the stairwell.

Suddenly, Ding Xiang was startled.

A hint of joy immediately appeared on her face, but in an instant, it turned into worry.

Just as the student turned into the stairwell, Ding Xiang caught a glimpse of her face.

It's Fang Jia!

But it's dangerous inside the school building!

She gritted her teeth, and just as she was about to get up and call out to her, she froze, her whole body stiffening, and goosebumps rose on her skin.

A pair of cold hands gripped Ding Xiang's arm from behind...

......

In the stairwell, Gong Changqing looked wary.

He also witnessed the horrifying scene in the classroom!

However, Gong Changqing was more cautious than Ding Xiang. He kept his body extremely low as he walked through the corridor, only glancing quickly, and was not noticed.

A few seconds later, the sound of high heels came from the far right end of the classroom.

Then, they stepped into the classroom.

Gong Changqing could only hear that the heavy thuds of the corpses colliding disappeared after the female teacher entered the room.

What he didn't know was that the female teacher had completely changed!

He didn't linger there and turned to go upstairs.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The stairwell below him was dimly lit when suddenly a soft footstep sounded.

Someone is coming up. Who is it?

At the same time, on the side of the teaching building, next to a lush patch of grass.

Ding Xiang crouched down, looking at the entrance of the teaching building, her expression filled with undisguised fear.

She turned around, still incredulous, her words stammering.

"How...how is it possible?"

"Fang Jia, is she the owner of the diary?"

"Is it also the ultimate evil spirit of this region?"

Chen Ji's expression was very serious. He and Du Tingfeng had just arrived next to the teaching building when they saw Fang Jia's back.

It was he who pulled Ding Xiang back in time, preventing her from shouting.

On the dormitory check list, there was only one line of text on the record for number 28!

Fang Jia (who skipped her dorm room without a reason).

"That's why she reacted so strongly after Meng Yue's death..."

Ding Xiang murmured, all the clues and doubts came together after she learned the truth.

"Because she was the only one who truly lost her best friend!"

The more she thought about it, the colder she felt; the various inconsistencies were only now becoming apparent.

"Do you remember when you first entered this region?"

Ding Xiang looked at the two of them and said with great difficulty, "I always thought I would be the second one to wake up."

"Because as soon as I woke up, I saw Fang Jia already sitting next to me, wearing her school uniform..."

"What's even stranger is that she never actually told me her name!"

"But I was completely unaware of that..."

Because of Ding Xiang's performance on the first day, Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng subconsciously assumed that Fang Jia was one of them.

Du Tingfeng said, "That's why we can't talk about domains in public."

"To be precise, it can't be mentioned in front of Fang Jia."

Ding Xiang's cool voice carried a hint of hesitation:

"But just two days ago, I felt she was doing quite well."

Is Fang Jia really in that danger?

Chen Ji nodded and showed her the third letter.

"Fang Jia from the past two days may indeed be fine."

“But today, she’s completely gone mad, and I don’t think she’ll make an exception for us.”

"Fang Jia's goal is to massacre the school and kill all the teachers and students."

Chen Ji's expression was solemn as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

"We are students too!"

......

Gong Changqing was hiding in the corner on the fourth floor.

He squinted, listening intently to the footsteps coming upstairs.

Judging from the voice, it was a girl; her footsteps were very light.

Gong Changqing glanced at the sky outside the corridor, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

It's only eight or nine in the morning, but the sun is completely obscured by thick clouds.

The stairwell was very dark.

Gong Changqing positioned himself completely to block the corner. In the shadows, he was certain that only he could see the person coming upstairs, while the other person could not see him.

Footsteps approached.

Until you reach this floor.

Gong Changqing was taken aback; it was Fang Jia.

He didn't say anything, but he guessed that Chen Ji and the others had probably escaped and informed the others of their way out.

But is she really not afraid of death, walking so openly in the teaching building?

Gong Changqing sneered and didn't move, letting Fang Jia go up to scout ahead.

Gong Changqing didn't care at all whether she was in danger.

As he expected, Fang Jia was indeed heading upwards, with her sights set on the sixth-floor rooftop.

Just as she turned her back, Gong Changqing's eyes suddenly widened.

His blood seemed to stop flowing for a moment.

What Fang Jia was wearing behind her was not a backpack.

Instead, it was a bloody head that had just been severed.

He had seen the owner of that head just yesterday...

It's Wu Yan!

Gong Changqing suddenly turned his head back, pressing his entire body tightly against the wall on the corner.

His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and countless terrifying thoughts surged through his mind.

But one thing is certain.

Fang Jia has become a ghost!

Gong Changqing dared not move an inch, trying his best to calm his chilling body.

Has she left?

Gong Changqing had no way of knowing for sure.

There was no sound. Did I miss it, or...?

Gong Changqing gritted his teeth, determined to steal a glance, just one glance.

Anyway, he was blocked by the wall, so Fang Jia couldn't see him.

He was cautious and didn't turn his body directly to the side, but instead glanced at the side out of the corner of his eye.

That one glance made his gaze freeze, and an extreme fear surged within him!

Fang Jia stood silently on the other side of the corner.

Her face was only centimeters away from Gong Changqing's face.

Her eyes were extremely wide, almost taking up a third of her face, and she was staring intently at him!

Gong Changqing's mind went blank; he couldn't accept the fact that Fang Jia had been spying on him all along!

Looking into Fang Jia's frenzied eyes, only one thought swirled in his mind.

The Ouija board tricked him...