lt;Absurd Reasoning

Yu Xing propped up a black umbrella with one hand and held a flashlight in the other. She wiped a thin layer of water mist from her face with her sleeve, stopping at the factory gate.,“Have the others arrived yet” he muttered, a chill running down his spine. Regardless, heading out to the abandoned factory in the industrial district on the outskirts of town at near midnight seemed both strange and daring.,"If that's really the case," the long-haired girl exclaimed, "then the rumors make much more sense! Otherwise, what's the point of suicide if you just become a ghost"。