I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Chapter 60): Love Letter

A cool wind startled Daydream awake, and as she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the cold floor alone.

W-where is everyone?

The cool wind lingered in the empty corridor, and everyone seemed to have disappeared.

The door to the venting room was shut, and she didnt dare to peer inside anymore.

Surrounded by darkness, she fished out for her flashlight in her pocket.

Clack! Clack!

She pressed the switch several times, but it didnt light up, as if it had been tampered with.

D-dont be scared; maybe they just went to the bathroom! Daydream comforted herself, forcing herself to calm down.

At this moment, the door to the counselling room at the end of the corridor swung open, and a burst of small footsteps could be heard.

Several vague figures could be seen in the darkness.

H-honey? Is that you? Daydream asked, and she immediately saw those figures speeding up and approaching her.

Her eyes narrowed, and she took a step back.

The figures walked as if all the bones in their bodies were broken, and they walked in a strange, staggering posture.

Daydreams heart fell, and when she could see them clearly, her brain buzzed, numb, and unable to think.

Their bloated bodies were covered with off-white skin with scary painted faces.

Daydream didnt have time to think; she turned around and ran straight down the other end of the corridor.

The doors to the venting room were forced open by the figures, and muffled sounds could be heard.

The next moment, the sounds of cloth being torn apart could be heard, and she regretted looking back.

The ends of the limbs of the sandbag puppets were torn apart, and rotten hands and feet protruded from their mouldy cotton filling.

Death loomed over her, forceing her into shrill screams, and tears rolled down her face uncontrollably.

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She ran through the corridor and made it to the stairwell.

Seeing that the stairwell leading to the third floor was also infested with puppets, her pupils constricted, and she ran towards the stairs leading to the roof, and darkness chased after her.

In the art room, Lu Yibei clasped her arms around her chest and stared at Sixian, who was gradually waking up.

Youre awake. Was hiding in the locker really your only option?

Sixian was stunned upon hearing this but found that she was alive. Look around you! Theres nowhere else to hide!

You learnt this from a horror game, didnt you, Yibei teased as he sighed.

Did I have a choice?

Seeing the scattered pieces of paper around the room, Sixian couldnt help but ask, That ghost? Did you kill it? How?

I thought humans couldnt kill urban legends?

Facing her question, even Yibei didnt know how to answer.

I dont know! I just smashed it until it died!

It was a hard battle. The strength of that urban legend was not bad

Sixian stared at her petite back and felt that Yibei was taller and much more admirable.

As Sixian was thinking, Yibei walked towards the window from which she had snuck in and pointed to the empty campus outside.

I heard some strange noises just now. I think something might have happened to your friends; I think we should

Save them?

No! Yibei thought. God knows what happened to them, but what if its a dangerous urban legend that even I cant handle?

At a time like this, shouldnt you be thinking about escaping this place?

Although Yibei was stalking the girl who was haunted by that deformed baby, she couldnt find her after entering the school.

But she got what she wanted, and she wants to go back as soon as possible so she can ask her friends at home how to devour an urban legends core.

By the way, about the compensation I plan on giving it to you for free!

But

I insist!

Well, if you insist.

Can we go save our friends now?

Lu Yibei couldnt help but sigh.

Fine, well go take a look, but the first sign of danger, and Im taking you out of here.

Sixian immediately stood up from the locker, and a yellowish, pink envelope fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Yibei walked over to pick up the envelope and found a line of beautiful handwriting on the back of the envelope.

[To Zhao Ke. from your faithful slave, Lin Yiqi.]

What the hell? Yibei frowned. I thought Lin Yiqi was the scumbag that cuckolded Zhao Ke. Whats going on?

Ooh! Is that a love letter? Sixian asked. Isnt young love beautiful?

Yibei didnt agree. Especially since some evident BDSM things were going on between Zhao Ke and Lin Yiqi.

Do you want to open it? Sixian asked. I know its not good to invade their privacy, but

Yeah, lets take a look.

After reading Zhao Kes diary page, Yibei was actually quite curious about his backstory.

If she were to look at this love letter, Yibei might be able to piece together the evidence.

[Im sorry; its my fault; its all my fault. Please forgive me. This school is full of fake monsters, and youre different. I cant live without you. Please take me back; Ill listen to whatever you tell me to do.

If youre willing to forgive me, Ill be in the venting room tonight after self-study.

Even if you dont come, Ill wait for you.]

A scene wasnt constructed in Yibeis eyes, nor did she see anything special.

This ability of mine is so unpredictable, she fussed.

Do you know where the venting room is? Yibei asked.

I dont know, Sixian shook her head. Pharoah, my companion, should know, though. He has a map of the school, so if we can find him, we can find the venting room.

But I dont want to find him! If I continue to explore, Ill be spending more time here! Yibei yelled in his heart.

What reason should I make up so that I can fool this girl into leaving this place as soon as possible?