I have been running straight in this teaching building for a long time and have summarized a rule—there is a restroom every five classrooms.

I have been running endlessly like this for ten minutes, with the female class monitor behind me determined to chase and kill me.

Normally lazy as a useless person, I would be out of breath even after running for an extra five minutes, but in this class, I have been running desperately for over twenty minutes.

I rushed into the restroom again, where I could temporarily hide and rest.

At this moment, I glanced at my watch and realized that there were only 25 minutes left.

And this time, there was actually someone in the restroom.

That person had a broken face and shattered limbs... but she stood upright, standing in front of the restroom mirror, examining herself.

At this moment, I was almost 100% certain that she was the girl who had been violated in the office just now!

But the difference was that she already looked like she had passed away.

I forcefully suppressed the fear in my heart and asked, "Are you... the girl who committed suicide last year?"

The girl in front of the mirror spoke, her face covered in pus and blood, making my scalp tingle, "I'm sorry, my appearance probably scared you, right?"

Her tone was calm, as if she had already accepted her own death, and she continued to speak to me, "Many things in this world are reversed."

"If you want to escape, you can't trust what you see in front of you." After saying that, she smiled at me in front of the mirror, "Including me."

Her expression, which was difficult to distinguish between good and evil, was even more chilling than the class monitor chasing after me outside.

While I was contemplating, a piercing scream from the class monitor suddenly came from the corridor. Then, a man followed closely behind, cursing, "Damn it, you bitch, you can't run away!"

What's even more terrifying than the female class monitor is this psychotic person hiding in the disciplinary office.

I felt a deep sense of despair...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The psychotic person seemed to have noticed me in the restroom and was frantically banging on the door:

"Damn it!"

"Nan Li!"

"Stop hiding, come out, you bastard!"

Wait, he knows my name?!

How does this psychotic person know me?