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At that moment, my heart raced, and even the flashlight in my hand trembled slightly. I stood up and looked around. The trees were more twisted than before, their branches stretching out irregularly like dying limbs, as if trying to grasp something in the sky.
The bark of those trees had even cracked open, revealing deep gashes that resembled silent wounds. A faint stench of decay hung in the air, as if corpses buried deep underground were slowly rotting, releasing an imperceptible malice.
I furrowed my brow, striving to calm the fear rising within me. My breathing quickened, and my heartbeat grew faster; each thump echoed in my ears, starkly contrasting with the surrounding silence.
"What happened to those students?" This question echoed repeatedly in my mind, yet I found no answers.
I moved deeper into the forest. With each step I took, the trees around me twisted even more bizarrely. The towering ancient trees seemed to sprout additional branches in the blink of an eye, forming a dense, interwoven network that ensnared me like prey.
Occasionally, a faint breeze would pass through, causing the leaves to rustle softly, as if something was lurking in the darkness, silently watching me. A chill surged from my feet up my spine, as if icy hands were gently touching my skin through the mist.
I instinctively tightened my grip on the Climbing Knife in my hand, trying to use this small weapon to fend off the inexplicable fear creeping into my heart.
Suddenly, a noise came from afar on my left. I quickly turned my head, directing the beam of light from my flashlight into the depths of the forest.
In that distant darkness, a vague shadow flickered briefly, as if someone was running swiftly; however, in the next moment, it vanished without a trace. Upon closer inspection, the darkness returned to its previous stillness as if nothing had ever existed.
"Could it... could it be them?" My heart raced wildly as I stared at that patch of darkness, cold sweat beading on my forehead.
The figure I had just seen did not resemble a lost student; rather, it seemed like something... else entirely. I hesitated for a moment, my fingertips unconsciously tightening around the flashlight as its white beam quivered at my feet.
Equipment malfunctioning and Footprints suddenly disappearing... everything was heading in the worst possible direction. But years of rescue experience told me—those students were still alive.
The air in the mountains grew colder, pressing in from all sides with a suffocating heaviness. The sky gradually darkened; dark clouds rolled above like some enormous creature, lowering until they nearly touched the treetops.
Suddenly, a faint sound broke the silence of Ailao Mountain. I quickly turned around, squinting to see through the thick fog, and vaguely spotted a frail figure curled up beneath a twisted tree.
I immediately ran toward that figure. There lay a tall boy on the ground, his face pale, lips pressed tightly together, and his fingers stiff as if the blood had stopped flowing.
I slowly approached him, crouched down, and gently patted his shoulder. "Are you okay? What's your name? Are you a student from Kyoto University?"
The boy trembled slightly, suddenly looking up at me with fear in his eyes. "My name is Chen Mu. Help me!"
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