My heart was beating faster and faster, and there was a thumping sound in my chest. It was painful and cold, and I couldn't breathe. I opened my mouth, and there was a fishy-sweet taste stuck in my throat.
"Is this the memory I once lost? Is this the taste of memory?"
Sounds like these were heard throughout the ghost school. Incomplete monsters walked out from every corner of the campus. Their eyes were filled with malice, and they cried and screamed at the same time.
The mirror covering the ghost school begins to develop more and more cracks, and as the students recover their lost memories, the blood threads that make up the mirror begin to spin out of control.
Fundamentally, that mirror is composed of the will and memory of the students of the ghost school. Human negative emotions and forgotten painful memories have become the power of evil spirits behind the door. It is these that constitute the will of the ghost school, an existence that transcends the red-clothed person.
The ghost school will has always protected the school, but today, because of Chang Wenyu's betrayal and other reasons, it suffered a severe blow that it has never suffered before.
"Everything has returned to the starting point." The painter held the broken drawing board with one hand, and slowly raised his other hand to the crumbling blood-red mirror above his head: "My drawing board... is broken."
The feeling of being deprived of memory is not pleasant. The students in the East and West campuses were as innocent as they were before, but now they are as vicious as they are now.
Gradually, bloodshot began to leave the mirror, the buildings in the east and west campuses became blurred, the dream that the painter had woven for everyone slowly dissipated, the blood-red curtain covering the sky fell down, the two inverted campuses were about to overlap, and the focus of the overlap was exactly the experimental building where the painter was.
He stood between the mirror and reality, just like his current situation. In the blood-red world, there were students who did not agree with him and threats from the bloody city, while in the mirror's east and west campuses, there were students who were slowly regaining their memories and wanted to catch the culprit.
The world on both sides of the mirror was squeezing the painter, but his expression remained unchanged.
"If the drawing board is broken, just replace it with another one. There is no shortage of drawing boards and paints in the world, but there is a shortage of people to paint."
When the blood-colored mirror was about to shatter completely, the drawing board in the painter's hand turned into ashes. This seemed to be a signal, and red blood flowed from the buildings everywhere in the East and West Campuses.
A strange man with his eyes blindfolded walked out of the library on the East Campus, and a black and red corpse floated to the surface of the artificial lake on the West Campus.
The door of a room in the boys' dormitory of the East Campus was pushed open, and a short boy pulled out the nail on the back of his hand. Next to him was a student ID card with only three words written on it - Lin Sisi.
The last building was a garbage transfer station located between the two campuses. A tightly closed door was opened by a monster on all fours. A pungent stench rushed into the nose, and countless evil thoughts and negative emotions gushed out.
The four buildings were like four fulcrums. The mirror was still crumbling and the giant screen was still falling, but with their support, it temporarily avoided overlapping with the blood-red world.
"It's useless. The foundation of the East and West campuses is the will of the Ghost School. If the Ghost School outside the mirror is destroyed, the mirror will still shatter." Yinghong looked at the broken mirror in the sky, her eyes were frighteningly red: "The will of the Ghost School can compete with the Red-clothed One, which is why the Ghost School was not swallowed up by that city. Now the two people who have gained the most recognition from the will of the Ghost School have a disagreement. The reality and the reflection are separated. This place is over."
“Bang!”
The main gate of the ghost school was completely broken open, and black branches began to appear in the blood mist, like some kind of plant, or like the arms of a mummy. Everyone who touched those things was sucked into the depths of the fog and disappeared.
"Chen Ge, should we leave from that well? The Ghost School is now being targeted by the Bloody City. They probably won't expect that there is an exit inside the Ghost School to leave." It's not that the old principal is timid, but in this situation, he, who is half dressed in red, can't change the situation at all. The old principal is very kind, but after experiencing so many things, he is no longer blindly kind.
"If we leave, this ghost school will be finished." Chen Ge gritted his teeth and looked at the painter and Chang Wenyu's bloody clothes on the roof: "Everyone is talking to themselves. Who do you think pushed open this door?"
"Chen Ge?" The old principal noticed that Chen Ge's tone was not right: "Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm fine. I'm in better shape than ever." Chen Ge narrowed his eyes and his pupils shrank. "As I said before, the closed scene behind the door belongs to the person who pushed the door. Whoever kills the person who pushed the door will be the new owner of this place."
The old principal didn't understand what Chen Ge meant. He had long known that Chen Ge was not a worry-free child, so he didn't think much about it. He just suggested in a low voice: "Why don't we go to the well first?"
"Okay, now that we have a way out, we can be more relaxed." Chen Ge kept his eyes on the laboratory building while speaking: "Many clues in my mind have been connected. Entering the ghost school this time is not an accident. I still have something to talk to the person who used me."
"Then...can we go to Muyang Middle School now?" The old principal was afraid that Chen Ge would do something impulsive again. He really hoped that Chen Ge would be honest, but he soon found out that he was wrong.
"It's okay to go that way, but before that, I have to catch that guy first." Chen Ge pointed at Chang Gu who was running wildly on the playground. The ghost school was split, and the painter was dragged by Chang Wenyu. Chang Gu, who opened the door of the ghost school, fled to the teaching building with the help of the "doctor" in the school hospital.
That "doctor" probably had bad intentions as well. He and Chang Wenyu must have reached some kind of agreement, but he was worried that Chang Wenyu would break the contract, so Chang Gu was a hostage in his hands.
"Isn't it a bad idea to confront them directly now?"
"I will leave immediately after I succeed and try to avoid direct conflict." Chen Ge had a reason to capture Chang Gu, a reason he could not tell anyone because the black phone was his biggest secret, and this secret might be in Chang Wenyu's hands now.
Opening the comic book, Chen Ge released all the red-clothed people: "Find the right opportunity to attack, whoever blocks your way is the enemy!"
At the same time, Chang Gu and the red-dressed "doctor" from the school hospital had already fled back to the teaching building, as if it had been agreed in advance. As soon as Chang Gu and the others fled back, miserable cries were heard from the gate of the Ghost School.
The crying voice overwhelmed the wailing and roaring of the other students, and reached the ears of every student.
A figure appeared faintly in the blood mist. She stood at the gate of the Ghost School but did not enter the school. However, the blood mist pouring into the Ghost School became thicker and more and more monsters began to mix in it.
This was not the end. Not long after, the sounds of chewing and gnawing were heard amid the crying, and a huge, hideous and strange black shadow appeared next to the first figure.
The thick fog blocked everything, and the people in the building could only see vaguely. But just looking at the two shadows from afar would make them feel fear and helplessness.