The sharp sound grew more intense, like a blade repeatedly slicing through, and standing at the stairwell corner, Mitsuo Takeda realized it was the protective glass of the fire hydrant embedded in the wall that was violently shaking.
The knocking and scraping sounds originated from there, and more terrifyingly, through the frosted glass, he vaguely saw a shadow crouching inside.
The shadow wasn't large, and it was clear that it was a child. This figure seemed to have also noticed Mitsuo Takeda's presence, persistently knocking and scraping the glass with something in its hand, clearly trying to escape.
Indeed, this was a ghost child, and the information Yang Xiao and the others brought back was correct!
Yet, despite his rich experience and strong heart, Mitsuo Takeda hesitated when facing the ghost head-on; after all, he was alone in this dim stairwell. Should anything unexpected happen, he would surely die.
