At the intersection ahead stood a dilapidated phone booth, from which a sneaky figure emerged.

He blocked everyone's path and shone a flashlight on his face: "It's me, it's me."

The light from the flashlight shone upward from his chin, making his face pale and his features ghastly. Combined with his eerie purple hair, he was the epitome of horror.

"Mommy, a ghost!" Chubby Jun screamed and hid behind Gao Yang.