Games of the Supernatural Campus Series

The night was as usual, with a sparse moon and stars, and bats flying from time to time, adding a gorgeous end to the weird night. The bright red mandala under the moon quietly bloomed under the nourishment of blood, and a pair of conspiratorial hands slowly stretched out to the neck of the shivering young man curled up in a corner of the room. The channel of life and the source of breathing were instantly drowned by ruthless claws and screams that cut through the sky. The night is still dark, but it is no longer quiet. The chilling screams add to the weirdness of the night. From this night, the supernatural story has just begun!