Chapter 93: Open-air balcony, no name!
When the second hand struck the hour, the tune of a nursery rhyme echoed down the corridor.
Qin Nuo glanced nervously to both sides. Although the alarm clock's ring was much quieter than a gunshot, he wasn't sure if it would attract the White Shadow from last night.
Tap, tap...
A few crisp sounds emerged in the darkness. The firelight could only illuminate a limited space, and Qin Nuo wasn't sure what it was, but he had already picked up the alarm clock, ready to dash back into the room at any moment.
A chill crept down from above.
Qin Nuo looked up abruptly and saw a head peeking down from the doorframe.
A grayish head, with pitch-black eyes, revealed a horrifying grin: "Hee hee, little brother, I'm here!"
Qin Nuo tightened his grip on the Grave Ghost Stone in his hand, ready to hurl it, but upon seeing it was the child, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can't you just walk over normally? I almost had a heart attack," Qin Nuo said, clutching his chest.