While I was using the restroom, blood-red words suddenly appeared on the wall. They were the lyrics to a scary nursery rhyme.
A little girl's voice came from the next stall. "Big brother, can you sing it for me?"
"Sorry, your handwriting is too blurry. I can't make it out. How about you write it again?"
"..."
"Also, you're a girl. You shouldn't be in the men's restroom, okay?"
"..."
