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.

you going?” someone

continued walking outside, she could not

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

quickened, and he squinted slightly

visit was brief, as

see the head anymore, he looked up only to find the girl from the bus standing outside the corridor, directing

appeared to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head of an adult. The sight was eerie no matter how one looked at

wonder, why was

the girl and instructed her to return to the classroom.

strength, resisting

commotion attracted the attention of those inside the classroom, prompting them to crowd around the windows. Even students

What’s happening??” someone whispered in

tall, seemingly a sixth-grade student. Positioned among the onlookers, he looked at

the palm of his hand. If Josh had noticed it, he

faint light emanated from the boy’s hand as he held onto it

just a woeful ghost… not worth my attention,” he whispered. “Ivan, where has

away, and Josh remained restless throughout the afternoon, unaware of

in the Task Force’s Dissection

table displayed a human

lifeless. It was a gruesome sight, but no other signs of

case investigators were

“Any progress?” inquired one.

shook his head. “Not yet! This stretch of railway has four tracks with

appears to have come from a train traveling downward. We’ve examined more than 50 trains

man who appeared to be in charge furrowed his brow. “No, considering the level of decomposition, it seems that the person has been dead for at least seven days. This

words, someone brought this head onto the

However, that seemed implausible.

checks upon entry. Carrying a

investigation,” the

responded the team, determined