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.

where are you going?” someone called after

outside, she could not hear

in his book, Drake suddenly felt a piercing gaze fixed upon him from outside the window. Raising his eyes, he locked gazes with the girl from the neighboring class. Her unwavering

he squinted

brief, as she proceeded to

he looked up only to find the girl from the bus

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

help but wonder, why was she

a teacher noticed the girl and instructed her to return to the classroom. When she resisted, the teacher attempted

astonishment, the girl exhibited surprising strength, resisting

those inside the classroom, prompting them to crowd around the windows. Even students who could

What’s happening??” someone whispered

ascending the stairs. He was relatively tall,

the palm of his hand. If Josh had

emanated from the boy’s hand as he held onto it tightly before turning and

a woeful ghost… not worth my attention,”

and Josh remained restless throughout the afternoon, unaware of

in the Task Force’s Dissection

displayed

the eyes wide open and lifeless. It was a gruesome sight, but no other signs of decay were

investigators

“Any progress?” inquired one.

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

come from a train traveling downward. We’ve examined more than 50 trains in that direction, but we haven’t found

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 suggests that they couldn’t have

someone brought this

However, that seemed implausible.

station required thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through the

the investigation,” the

the team, determined to