Lisa had just returned to her dorm from the library when a girl from another dormitory came looking for her.
"Who here is Lisa? Someone's looking for you at the school's east entrance."
Hearing that someone was looking for her, Lisa put down her phone and asked with a puzzled look, "That's me. Did the person say who they were?"
The girl shook her head, "I'm not sure, I was just asked to pass the message."
Lisa nodded in thanks and, after the girl left, she thought for a moment before heading out of the dorm.
In a short while, she reached the school entrance.
There weren't many students coming in and out at that moment, and the security guard was sitting inside the security booth playing with his phone. Lisa stepped out, looked around, and easily spotted a person standing not far away.
Since the person was facing away from her and was covered with a jacket and a hat, Lisa couldn't recognize who it was at first, only making out that it was a guy.
She hesitated for a second before walking towards him.
"Hello, were you looking for..."
Before Lisa could finish her sentence, the person turned around. Upon meeting those deep eyes, her face instantly turned pale.
The fear that had subsided over time was awakened once again.
"Aren't you... supposed to be locked up?" Lisa instinctively stepped back.
Ben's face mask was still on, and seeing the frightened look on the young girl's face, the corners of his lips slightly curled up. His voice was neither salty nor bland, "Hmm? You seem to wish I were locked up? My sister."
In a short while, the taxi started and left the school.
*
When Lisa came to, it was already three to four hours later. When she struggled to open her eyes, she was greeted by darkness, unable to discern where she was.
Her head felt foggy, and it took a minute or two for her consciousness to gradually return to the moment before she had passed out.
Remembering Ben, Lisa's heart was filled with spreading fear, and the strong smell of antiseptic in this dark space made her even more afraid.
She didn't know what Ben was planning, but it certainly wasn't anything good.
Trembling, Lisa felt for her jacket pocket, only to find her phone was gone.
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