"Is there a problem?"

Qianye sat up from the bed.

He glanced around and found nothing strange.

The roommate next to me is still immersed in sleep.

Everyone else was wrapped in quilts and fell asleep in this silent night...

There has been no change.

But Qianye still worried and cautiously stepped out of the bed.

Get ready to see what's going on outside.

Having experienced two crises in this script, he did not dare to overestimate the difficulty of this script...

Push the door open a little.

Qianye put her head through the crack in the door and looked towards both sides of the dormitory corridor.

I don’t know that the factory is looking out for its employees.

Or to cope with fire inspections.

It is just a one-way staircase corridor on both sides, with green safety channel signs installed on the walls.

The night is very dark.

The leaves were rustling...

He looked first to the left, then to the right.

As if to confirm his suspicion of hearing hallucinations.

Qianye didn't see anything strange in the corridor.

"Is this really an auditory hallucination?"

He wasn't sure.

I had no choice but to lean out and walk towards both sides of the corridor, ready to get a closer look at what was going on.

In the dark and silent corridor.

Chino is the only one standing here...

The layout of both sides of the corridor.

The same simple and plain look.

At the end corners on both sides, there are stairs to go downstairs.

Just in the left direction.

Just put an extra trash can half as tall as a person...

"If we follow a normal horror plot, after hearing some strange noise, and then having the courage to investigate this environment, it is basically an act of seeking death."

"But if I don't understand it, I won't be able to sleep well today."

"I've been through it once and haven't slept well. If I don't rest, my body may not be able to hold on..."

Qianye understood that his actions at this time were likely to bring danger to himself.

So he took the initiative to tighten his nerves.

He held a bloody ax in his hand.

Always pay attention to the disturbance around you...

【Lonely night.】

[This is the most suitable time for a long sleep...]

There are only these two extremely brief sentences describing this moment in the panel.

As Chino, who is not the "protagonist".

In the content, there are really not many written fragments left for him.

Almost every time, when he is about to encounter danger, this terrible movie will describe his actions in a mocking tone...

He took a gentle breath and held it in his lungs.

Qianye lifted his steps and walked towards the corridor entrance on the left.

Now, if something terrible is going to happen, there is a high probability that it will happen to that conspicuous trash can.

"When I walk in, I will see some corpse, some broken limbs, a dead baby, etc. inside..."

He gradually moved towards the trash can.

I am also mentally preparing myself mentally.

Otherwise, if you see something later, you will be frightened into a daze and miss the best reaction time.

The temperature at night is much lower than during the day.

When Qianye was walking on the corridor.

He could already feel the cold wind pouring into the collar of his clothes...

He shivered.

I regret not adding a piece of clothing to myself when I got up...

The trash can is actually not far from Chino's dormitory.

It's only a dozen meters away.

It was only because of Qian Ye's vigilance that it took him almost two minutes to walk from the door of the dormitory to the trash can.

"Gene Era"

"Close."

Qianye stopped in his tracks.

He kept about two steps away from him and did not move forward.

He was also worried that a hand would suddenly come out when he got close, grab his neck or something and drag him into the trash can.

after all,

This is how it is played in horror stories and movies...

Qianye stepped up slightly and raised his gaze to look inside the trash can, which was darker than the surroundings.

Dark plastic bags were placed around the edges of the vats.

Maybe it's because some unqualified guy spat into the trash can from a distance, and his skills were not up to par and he spat on the edge.

Resulting in a slightly reflective layer of disgusting slime surrounding it...

"Is that a head?"

"A bald man?"

Inside the trash can.

Due to insufficient light.

Qianye could only see a dark, round thing in it.

He didn't dare to be careless.

Take a deep breath.

The arm holding the ax tried its best to find the right angle.

He smashed it towards the thing that looked like a head!

Katcha!

The expected surprise did not occur.

With a crisp sound.

Instead, Qianye smelled the scent of juice on the tip of her nose...

"What's going on?"

He glanced at the light red liquid stained on the axe.

He leaned forward again.

Get closer to the trash can and take another look.

"watermelon?"

"Which psychopath threw the watermelon into the trash can?"

While feeling puzzled.
To be continued...