Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The head glided toward Drake’s classroom, its ethereal presence outside the window captivating the attention of the students. After observing for a prolonged period, the motionless eyes shifted slightly, and it entered the room.

“This… doesn’t seem right.”

“This… isn’t working either.”

A shiver ran through the minds of the students, leaving them unsettled.

“Strange, did they crank up the air conditioner? I feel so cold.”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, I thought I was the only one feeling cold!”

During the self-study session, someone decided to investigate further. “The temperature of the air conditioner seems normal,” they reported.

Turning to his deskmate, Drake, the student asked, “Drake, do you feel cold?”

Drake sat upright and replied, “Nope.”

In truth, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as if he were being watched!

Was the head behind him?

Drake folded his hands, assuming the appearance of an attentive student engrossed in his book. Unbeknownst to others, his left hand discreetly clasped the protective bracelet on his right wrist.

The head did not linger in Drake’s classroom for long. After unsuccessful attempts, it drifted away to another classroom.

In that classroom, a girl sat near the window, wearing a somewhat forlorn expression. It was the same girl who had sent Drake a love letter.

The head fixed its gaze upon her, attempting to attach to her. Astonishingly, it placed its head upon hers!

The girl, lost in her thoughts, suddenly experienced a numbing sensation in her head. She abruptly stood up, devoid of expression, and walked out of the classroom.

Everyone in the class was left dumbfounded.

are you going?” someone called

continued walking outside, she

a piercing gaze fixed upon him from outside the window. Raising his

heartbeat quickened, and he

visit was brief, as she proceeded to the

head anymore, he looked up only to

or ten-year-old, holding the

help but wonder, why was she always fixated

instructed her to return to

resisting the teacher’s efforts and emitting a horrific

crowd around the windows. Even students who could not find a spot to observe joined the gathering, bewildered by the

happening??” someone

was relatively tall, seemingly a sixth-grade student. Positioned among the

his hand. If Josh had noticed it, he would have recognized it as

from the boy’s hand as he held onto

attention,” he whispered.

Selen was taken away, and Josh remained restless throughout the

Task Force’s

displayed a

was drenched in blood, the eyes wide open and lifeless. It was a gruesome

investigators were

“Any progress?” inquired one.

head. “Not yet! This stretch of railway has four tracks with over a

the head rolled, it appears to have come from a train traveling downward. We’ve

the person has been

words, someone brought this head onto the

However, that seemed implausible.

required thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through the security check without detection would

the leader

responded the team, determined to uncover