I was frightened and panicked, quickly taking out my phone to call the police.

I heard that in this secluded and impoverished mountain village, where there are no surveillance cameras, the most heinous crimes often occur.

"Hello, the number you have dialed is not in service."

I was stunned.

Throughout my life, this was the first time I encountered such a situation: unable to connect with emergency services?!

I held up my phone and walked outside while searching for a signal.

East, west, no signal.

South, north, no signal.

The western outskirts of the mountains seemed like an isolated prison, cutting off all communication with the outside world.

I felt both scared and angry.

Everything around me was eerily quiet.

I stood on the muddy playground, overwhelmed by fear.

Just when I thought there was no one around.

A beautiful children's nursery rhyme echoed from the classroom.

"Daddy and Grandma raised their axes..."

"Bright red blood stained the walls..."

"My sister and I had our skin peeled off..."

The lyrics faintly reached my ears, exuding a chilling and eerie feeling.

The melody was intermittent, and the ethereal voice sounded like a female ghost whispering in the depths of the night.

I remembered the school rules carved on the table-

【If you hear strange children's nursery rhymes, do not panic, it's just kids playing pranks.】

Pranks?

Since the other party was just a mischievous child, as a teacher, I had the responsibility and obligation to educate her properly.

With a heart full of passion, I walked towards the classroom.