There seemed to be voices talking behind the door.,“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"。