[What?]
[A supernatural event?]
[Could it be a hacker or something?!]
[Maybe someone's just playing a prank!]
[A little creepy, but not that much...]
Zhang Yu's head was bowed, his fingers still tapping at his phone. He paid no attention to the stream comments.
He even trailed off mid-sentence.
He held up his phone and began to scribble on it, his movements growing faster and his expression more frantic.
Finally, he raised the phone. Its shattered screen was covered in red.
The light cast a blood-red glow across his face.
"Hahaha, she's here! She's come for me! She said she's standing right up ahead, waiting for me!"
Zhang Yu threw his head back, his face a mask of madness.
He stood on a building dozens of meters tall. The pitch-black night and the lonely wind seemed to be beckoning him.
He picked up his phone, a grin stretching nearly ear to ear.
It was only then that the viewers abruptly realized he seemed to be standing on a rooftop.
[Bro, don't do anything rash!]
