Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories

Chapter 91



The plan had been uncovered.

If I die this time, I really die. If I die this time, I really die. If I die this time, I really die.

They hummed the words like a song. It felt as if they were mocking me.

Cold sweat trickled down my temples.

I swallowed dryly as I watched the figures reaching out to me.

Run away!!!

A scream that felt like it would tear through my eardrums struck my ears.

For a moment, I heard a ringing in my ears, as though blood was flowing from them. I furrowed my brow and barely managed to hold on to my dizzying consciousness.

They grew closer, and once again, they collapsed on top of me like liquid, pouring down.

I didn’t run away.

I still held onto the holy water in my mouth.

The graffiti from the bathroom ghost story survivors remained etched on my arm, undisturbed.

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