"Isn't this a dead end?"

Chen Taotao read the words on the paper and immediately collapsed.

Yes, from the new rules, it indeed seemed like a dead end.

At this moment, there were only five people in our dormitory. The deceased Wu Yuqi had not told a story, so at most, we could only tell five stories.

So we could only stay in the dormitory and quietly wait for death.

"This must be a punishment for our earlier cruelty. If Yuqi hadn't died, maybe..."

Luo Mengying sat on the bedside, crying and sighing.

I was afraid she would affect Song Xin's emotions, so I interrupted her directly.

"If we hadn't done that earlier, the result would have been that Yuqi could not be saved and would have died.

"Moreover, one of the five of us would have been punished to death too!"

Song Xin stood up as well, having returned to her initial composure and calmness.

"What has happened cannot be changed. Our goal is to survive, isn't it?"

Zhang Junhan nodded: "Song Xin, I trust you. What should we do next?"

Song Xin immediately began to analyze the situation.

"According to the new rules, there is no mandatory requirement to tell stories.

"This means, as long as we do not leave the dormitory, we may be safe.

"Although this is not a long-term solution, at least we have some time to investigate the loopholes hidden in the rules or find new rules."

I understood what Song Xin meant. The so-called loopholes in the rules were like when we cut off Wu Yuqi's limbs earlier.

Some things, if they are inevitable, can actually be made to happen in advance or in a different way.

After calming our emotions, we discussed and decided to start by understanding the situation outside the dormitory.

Ever since we discovered Wu Yuqi hanging upside down in the toilet, our phone networks had been down, making it impossible to contact the outside world.

So, we could only go to the balcony and try to communicate with the people in the next dormitory.

The balcony is part of the dormitory, so it does not count as leaving the dormitory.

When we walked to the balcony, we found that the typhoon had stopped, but a thick fog was floating outside, shrouding the entire school and obscuring everything.

"Is anyone there?" I knocked on the wall connected to the next dormitory and shouted towards that side.

"Yes! Yes!" A terrified voice quickly came from next door.

"A woman, who returned from a business trip early, wanted to play a prank on her boyfriend. She put on a white dress, did a horrific makeup, and hid in her boyfriend's kitchen with her hair down.

"While waiting for her boyfriend to return, she saw her own terrifying appearance in the kitchen mirror and decided to give up the idea of scaring him.

"Later, she mentioned this incident to her boyfriend, who was horrified because there was no mirror in the kitchen."

The girl from the next dormitory didn't give us a chance to speak and eagerly told us a horror story.

After hearing it, we looked at each other in dismay.

The girl anxiously asked, "Isn't that terrifying?"

Chen Taotao's face was pale, clearly frightened. She was just about to answer when Song Xin immediately covered her mouth and shook her head, signaling her not to speak.

"Please, quickly say 'terror.' If no one says 'terror,' I will die.

"Everyone in our dormitory died this way!

"Please help me! Please!"

The girl became more and more agitated, eventually pounding on the wall frantically.

We didn't dare to speak because no one knew what the rules of their dormitory were.

Soon, the girl let out a blood-curdling scream, and then everything went silent.

A blood-stained piece of paper floated over from the next balcony, stopped momentarily on our balcony railing, and then drifted away.

I clearly saw the words on the paper—"Those who tell a horror story to others and say 'terror' will be punished. If no one says 'terror,' then you will be punished."