"Tap... Tap... Tap..."
But just then, in the desolate, empty corridor, a distant and ethereal sound of footsteps abruptly emerged.
Spencer blinked in surprise, turning to look at the corridor beside her.
No one?
"Rustle... Rustle..."
It seemed like a gust of wind had passed by, but after looking around for quite a while, Spencer couldn't tell where it had come from.
The temperature around her began to drop unconsciously, dispelling the warmth that had flushed her skin from embarrassment.
"Zzzz..."
Subsequently, the bright lights in the corridor began to flicker on and off as if experiencing a bad connection.
"Ah? What... what's going on?"
Startled, Spencer stood up quickly, the atmosphere increasingly giving her a sense of foreboding.
It reminded her of the time when she was little and had sneaked a look at videos on her mother's tablet, accidentally clicking on a horror movie.
