C22

The surrounding ghosts all stared at me, not knowing what they were looking at, as if they didn't dare to rashly move forward. But they stared at me as if they were afraid I would run away. So they kept staring at me like that, and I kept looking at them like that. I thought, this is good too. For the time being, I'm still safe. No one dares to rashly go forward.

Later on