C210 Sounds from the Coffin

Creak, creak, creak.

The old headmaster's coffin continued to ring. At this moment, there was a chilly wind blowing in the conference hall. It was as if there were tens of thousands of creepy wandering ghosts floating in the air, laughing at us.

I craned my neck. Although I wasn't afraid of anything strange, I was afraid of the atmosphere that made me feel uncomfortable all over