Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1500: Chapter 909: Deathmatch (Part 5)

But the question arises, how did the Ghost have Jiang Qingluan’s phone? Could it be that Jiang Qingluan was killed by the Ghost, and then the phone was taken away? fгeewebnovёl.com

This possibility is very high, but right now Shu Shuang has no energy left to ponder Jiang Qingluan’s situation. She needs to think about herself, how she will survive.

At this moment, it already seems like a dead-end to most people, but having just gone through a life-and-death struggle with Liu Yang, Shu Shuang has gained much courage. She is unwilling to die just like this; even if it’s a dead-end, she wants to fight with this Ghost, and besides... she might not have no chance!

To confirm her suspicion, Shu Shuang quietly approached a mirror hanging on the wall while Jiang Qingluan was checking each door for people.

The mirror was covered with a cloth by Zhou Mingxiao, and he instructed them that whoever keeps watch at night should not uncover it.

But at this moment, Shu Shuang lifted a corner of the cloth covering the mirror, moved to the side, and looked at Jiang Qingluan through the small exposed piece of mirror.

At first glance, there appeared to be nothing wrong with Jiang Qingluan, but as her gaze moved downward, Shu Shuang’s pupils shrank suddenly, and she found it hard to breathe. She saw that Jiang Qingluan’s legs in the mirror were strange, moving with toes facing backward, heels forward, and knees not bending.

"Damn it..." Shu Shuang broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead.

At the same time that the true form of "Jiang Qingluan" was revealed in the mirror, the Ghost seemed to sense something, paused suddenly, and quickly turned around in the next second.

Fortunately, Shu Shuang was fast enough to cover the mirror once more, and that’s not all. Mustering a courage even she hadn’t imagined, she walked boldly towards the Ghost, maintaining her composure, and said, "Sister Qingluan, if you want to rest, go find Zhang Jianjun. I’ll stay here and keep watch. Oh, and I’ll call you when they come back to knock on the door."

"Okay, I am really tired too, I’ll rest for a while, and then come replace you. By the way, where is Zhang Jianjun?" The Ghost vividly inquired, and upon hearing there were others around, its eyes gleamed.

"He’s in the last abandoned hall, in the eastern corner. Move quietly, don’t scare him." Shu Shuang kindly reminded.

After finding out the hiding spot of another survivor, the Ghost turned and left, not forgetting to tell Shu Shuang that it would come to find her later, to switch shifts.

"Off you go, the hell with you." Shu Shuang watched the Ghost fade into the distance, cursing in her heart. frёewebnoѵēl.com

As the Ghost’s figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Shu Shuang turned, walked to the door, opened it without hesitation, and bolted.

She had two choices, either to run up or down. Shu Shuang pushed open the iron door of the emergency stairwell and decisively chose to run upstairs.

At first glance, running up seemed more dangerous, as that was the core area of the paranormal incidents, with many Ghosts, but Shu Shuang knew that with her skills, only by running up to find teammates would she have a chance.

If she ran down, she’d likely face doom no matter which Ghost she encountered.

Meanwhile, a dragging sound of footsteps echoed behind Shu Shuang.

"Thud."

"Thud."

It was as if two rotten flesh flaps were alternately smacking the ground.

Though the frequency wasn’t high, the speed was alarmingly fast, relentlessly chasing Shu Shuang, getting closer.

"Where is Zhang Jianjun, why can’t I find him, where is Zhang Jianjun, why can’t I find him..." This voice chilled Shu Shuang to her core; it was the voice of the female announcer from the news.

Just a quick sideways glance while rounding a corner made Shu Shuang’s legs go weak, running forward with her soul trailing behind.

A headless body was chasing her wildly, its whole body battered, and the voice came from its torso, which bulged inexplicably.

It’s the head!

The Ghost’s head was shoved into the torso; it was one of those people reported in the news to have died from a fall.

Shu Shuang exerted all her strength, running for her life, and finally, just a second before the Falling Ghost caught her, she managed to burst through the emergency stairwell’s iron door on the 18th floor.

But the next second, she was dumbfounded, the scene before her was completely different from what she was told, with only some smoke and no signs of scorching.

"This isn’t the 18th floor!" Shu Shuang was utterly in despair in that moment, seeing the floor number hidden by the smoke, revealing that she had run back to the 17th floor.

A moment before being pounced on by the Ghost, she realized it was an infinite loop; she was already as good as dead the moment she let the Ghost in.

Maybe... just maybe it wasn’t a complete dead-end, if it were Chu Xi or Chen Nang, they might have a sliver of a chance, but for her current state, it was utterly a dead-end.

No extra time was left for her to think; she was violently knocked over by the Ghost, but instead of hitting the cold ground, the floor beneath her gave way.

She began to fall, emitting a piercing shriek as her long hair whipped wildly in the cold wind. In the last moment of her life, a black skyscraper was reflected in her eyes, with its windows rapidly flashing by.