C113 A horrid object from the toilet

Zhou Shuhao looked at the room while drenched in cold sweat, his surroundings completely dark.

Feeling a little afraid, he shivered as he turned on the light.

Recalling the terrifying dream he had just had, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Wu Yue, whose face was pale white, grabbed his neck and stood in the corridor beside the classroom