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They bolted toward the rear exit, but the geometry of the school had shifted. The hallway stretched into an infinite loop of lockers and trophies. Every time they turned a corner, the humming grew louder, vibrating in their very bones.

But the humming was right behind her ear. A small, cold hand rested on her shoulder. Asuka turned, looking into eyes that were nothing but hollow pits of red. They bolted toward the rear exit, but the

A wet, dragging sound scraped against the linoleum flooring outside. Shhh-clack. Shhh-clack. It was the sound of small, bare feet stepping through a pool of something thick. Then came the humming—a sweet, childlike tune that made the hair on Asuka’s neck stand up. But the humming was right behind her ear

The grandfather clock in the hallway struck midnight, but the sound didn't echo—it thudded, as if the air itself had turned to lead. A wet, dragging sound scraped against the linoleum

"Five pieces," the Red Person whispered, tilting her head. "But you won't find the last one tonight." The world turned to crimson.

It was the same day as yesterday. And the day before. She looked at her palm and saw a faint, red smudge that wouldn't wash off. The search wasn't over. It was just beginning.

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