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

she

upon him from outside the window. Raising his eyes, he locked gazes with the girl from the neighboring class. Her unwavering stare carried an inexplicable

quickened, and he

the girl’s visit was brief, as she

a similar encounter. Initially relieved that he could not see the head anymore, he looked up only to find

resting upon the girl’s shoulders. She appeared to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head of an adult. The sight was eerie no

wonder, why was

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

exhibited surprising strength, resisting the teacher’s efforts and emitting

around the windows. Even students who could not find

Selen? What’s happening??” someone whispered in

boy emerged from behind the crowd, ascending the stairs. He was relatively tall, seemingly

palm of his hand. If

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

ghost… not worth my attention,” he

end, Selen was taken away, and Josh

Task Force’s Dissection

dissecting table displayed

lifeless. It

case investigators were

“Any progress?” inquired one.

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

have come from a train traveling downward. We’ve examined more than 50 trains in that direction, but we

be in charge furrowed his brow. “No, considering the level of decomposition, it seems that the person has

someone brought this head onto the

However, that seemed implausible.

security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through

the leader

team, determined to

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