When the sixteen-year-old Chunmai struggled out of the headphones that almost broke her eardrums, everyone around her disappeared, and she didn't even notice when it started.
She was not sure what the current situation was, maybe some light or a monster took them away, but Mai preferred to believe that this was just a grand festival.
And she happened to be the one who didn't catch up with the celebration.
Mai finally decided to leave this dead and silent house. The corridor at this time was more terrifying than she had ever imagined.
At this moment, Xiaomai, who had lost his bearings, heard crying. It was a boy holding a book in his arms and his face full of tears.
At that moment, the surprise on Xiaomai's face had been replaced by tears.
She actually found a human being.