Die Together

Kara was at a loss. Picking up the ball shouldn't take long, right?

Being pulled up by Boa to the attic on the fourth floor, Kara felt more and more strange as she walked deeper.

Why was there so much dust, and looked very gloomy and scary.

"Boa, where did you throw the ball to?"

Boa tiptoed, took out the key, and opened a door, letting Kara in, "I used to play here, the ball is left here."

Kara frowned and walked into the dark room.

She wondered, "How could a five-year-old child like her come to this kind of dark place to play?"

"Boa, why don't you turn on the lights?"

"Because there are no lights here!"

Boa replied innocently. While speaking, she was already standing outside the door.

Looking at Kara's widening eyes, Boa quickly closed the door.

"Boa, open the door, Boa..."

Kara knocked on the door in a panic, and there was no response for a long time.

The room was dark, with only a small window shining with a little moonlight. She stood by the door uneasily.