After enduring the class, I hurriedly rushed to the restroom.

Next time, I'll drink less water.

While I was washing my hands, a voice came from the adjacent stall, "Hey, do you have any extra toilet paper?"

[Don't talk to people in restroom stalls.]

I ignored it and planned to leave.

Then the voice came again, "Is it necessary to follow the rules? Maybe the ones who want you dead are the rule makers. Blindly obeying the rule makers will only lead to a dead end. Those who follow the rules will die, and those who don't follow the rules will also die. It's just a matter of time!"

I paused for a moment, but didn't hear the voice again.

Will following the rules... lead to death?

Suddenly, a rule flashed through my mind.

[Don't easily trust others.]

Who does "others" refer to here?

If everyone except me is considered "others," then the rule makers are also "others."

The rules guide the way, but whether this path leads to heaven or hell is unknown.

But did the person in the restroom stall speak the truth?

In an instant, I felt like I was in a fog.

What would happen if I talked to the person in the restroom stall?

I was curious, but also afraid that curiosity kills the cat.

There's not enough time today. Tomorrow, I'll go to the study room and see if someone knows.

I finished dinner in a daze and returned to the dormitory.

On the way, I saw someone feeding a cat.

To avoid becoming someone who sees dogs, I chose to feed the cat.

I didn't dare to look closely, just glanced roughly and left.

The white cat made a strange "meow" sound and then devoured the person's legs.

That person won't live much longer.

A vulture, appearing out of nowhere, circled overhead, ready to feast once that person breathes their last.

After entering the dormitory building's entrance, as soon as I climbed to the fifth floor and walked down the corridor, I saw the back of a man wearing a long black coat.

The man seemed unnaturally tall, with an eerie stride, and most importantly, he was wearing a red top hat!!!

Damn, am I that unlucky today!

Seems like all the good luck was used up in the morning.

[When you see someone wearing a red top hat in the dormitory corridor, immediately seek help from the dormitory supervisor and during this time, do not turn back.]

I rushed downstairs and knocked on the dormitory supervisor's window.

"Help! Dormitory supervisor, help! I saw someone wearing a red top hat!"

As I spoke, I clearly felt my tongue knotting.

I had a feeling that the person wearing the red top hat was terrifying.

I even felt that they were scarier than the Student Union.

I was afraid they would come after me.

"Don't return to the dormitory tonight. Sleep in my duty room," the dormitory supervisor said.

"Alone?"

"Do you want a few ghosts to keep you company?"

"No, thank you!" I quickly refused.

"The duty room is not within the scope of room checks, but don't open the door either. Because you can't guarantee that the person wearing the red top hat isn't standing at the door, waiting for you to open it. When you go to sleep at night, remember, the duty room is absolutely safe. Do not leave the duty room. If you see them, tell yourself it's just an illusion."

What does the dormitory supervisor mean by "them"?

I have a feeling that tonight will be difficult to endure.

Once the lights are turned off, I'll be alone in this cramped, pitch-black duty room, and there might be someone wearing a red top hat outside the door...

Thinking of this, my legs trembled in fear.