542 Red Heads, Green Heads, Our Favorites Are The White Heads....

There was something entrancing about the sound of the chant that left Bai Xiaochun, Zhou Yixing, and Chen Jue all completely shaken. Even more spine-tingling was the fact that it wasn't a single voice chanting the nursery rhyme, but a whole group of them!

They sounded like children, laughing and giggling as they sang. As the sound of their voices moved along, invisible sound waves filled the air, causing the walls to begin to ripple.

Then, faces appeared on the walls, one after another. There were men and women, old and young, and without exception, they appeared to be terrified. Then, they started to scream....

"The red hats are coming!"

"Run! The red hats are on their way...." The faces seemed to want to flee or hide, but couldn't. Even more bizarre, faces began to rise up out of the ground.