August 17th, early morning.
As always, it's the long-abandoned elementary school on Yandai Commercial Street, the school building closest to the playground, on the fifth floor looked at from below, a narrow and desolate corridor.
At this moment, a girl dressed in a Gothic gown leaned against the wall, embracing her shoulders, her clear face tilted slightly as she gazed silently at the slowly revolving Ferris wheel in the distance.
The morning light dappled her pretty face. The amusement park built next to this school buzzed with lively noise, forming a stark contrast to the empty school.
After a while, the girl in the Gothic gown slowly withdrew her gaze from outside the window, her head lowered, as the gray ribbon on her head fluttered lightly in the cool morning breeze.
She thought to herself: "If only Xiaohongmao's attack by the witch was fake..."
