Chapter 90 Dormitory Corridor and Cliff
Chapter 90 Dormitory Corridor and Cliff
“No, no, no, no!!!”
“Restrain! Restrain!!”
If this continued, Lin Yi was really afraid that his dream would be suddenly interrupted, so he kept telling himself to stay calm, or at least find a way to divert his attention from this weird thinking!
But this self-hypnotic suggestion was useless, so he tried to silently recite the traditional mantra for concentrating the mind - [I am Lin Yi, my student number is...]
But he realized that this method of strengthening his self-awareness might not only be effective but also allow him to escape from his current dream. So after careful consideration in a short period of time, he came up with a brilliant idea.
"Beautiful legs in black stockings!"
He began to recall the beautiful legs in black stockings in his mind!
However, the problem reappeared. Without the help of H comics and after experiencing another day of strange experiences, it was simply unrealistic to just imagine the daytime. He needed to at least let H comics stay in front of his eyes for a while. This did not fit in with the current fast pace!
It can't be substituted, it can't be substituted at all!
But he didn't give up. An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and a pair of long, white, slender, round, and straight legs appeared in his mind like a divine soldier from heaven...
"Boss!"
As soon as this thought popped up in his mind, Lin Yi suddenly felt that the part of his back that was in close contact with the boss's feet suddenly felt itchy.
Wow, the attention was instantly drawn away from those absurd thoughts!
He recalled the scene of the boss in a swimsuit sitting by the pool, slapping the water with his feet, and the scene of him wrapping himself in a bath towel and performing a Leo Kick as he passed by...
After a while, he suddenly felt that the world around him was no longer distorted, and the illusions of cracks disappeared completely.
"As expected, bare legs and feet are the eternal truth..."
Even though Lin Yi was deeply involved in the Black Silk Royal Sister Cult and the White Silk Lolita Cult and didn't know what to choose, he had to admit the power of the Bare Legs and Jade Feet Cult at this moment.
The power of faith, once it reaches this level, is truly terrifying!
After regaining his sanity, Lin Yi ignored Mao Feiyang, who had begun to have mental problems, because he and Mao Feiyang had been separated by more than a day, and he had only dreamed of this scene.
Although this dream was so real that it surpassed his understanding of dreams.
He quickly looked around and found a problem.
There was no light in the corridor.
He looked at the doors of some nearby dormitories and found that the cracks in the doors were also pitch black.
Combined with the dormitory building's lights-out rule, he immediately deduced that the current time should be past midnight...
「也就是说，毛子到达宿舍楼的时间，在5月7日的0：00~6：00之间……」
"He... walked on the stairs for so long? From around 19pm until now?"
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes.
He glanced at "himself".
Under the yellow sweater are a pair of thin and dark hands...
"Um?!"
He suddenly realized a problem.
After lunch, he once lost himself looking down at the moss, and had a vision of himself standing on the castle's platform, painting.
In the vision, he was wearing a yellow sweater!
That is to say...
"If I was accidentally 'put into' Maozi's first-person perspective at that time, then according to the time, did Maozi really arrive at the Art Building and start his so-called 'art journey'?"
"in other words……"
He looked at "his" hands, feeling the boundless fear surging in his body. Suddenly, he could not connect the Mao Feiyang at this moment with himself painting in front of the castle half a day later.
At this moment, he felt "himself" slowly standing up, holding the door of "2820".
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the door of dormitory No. 2820:
"Classmate, why haven't you returned to the dormitory yet? Do you want to come in and stay for a while?"
The sudden invitation made Mao Feiyang, who was already surrounded by fear, terrified. He staggered backwards and accidentally bumped into the door of "2819" opposite.
"Classmate, do you want to come into our dormitory?"
A seductive, hoarse voice rang out from dormitory No. 2819, like the old witch who bewitched Snow White into eating the poisoned apple.
Mao Feiyang felt his scalp tingling and he crawled away from dormitory No. 2819.
He hugged himself tightly, huddled in the dim corridor of the dormitory building, shivering, not daring to make any sound, but his upper and lower jaws trembled uncontrollably, making a series of "click-click" sounds of teeth clashing.
Lin Yi also withdrew his gaze from the door of dormitory No. 2819 and looked at the door of dormitory No. 2820 as if he had seen a ghost.
He suddenly remembered that behind the door was not the dormitory at all, but the strange stalactite cave stone passage.
But now, the questions that should have been asked by the boarding students were heard in the stone passage of the stalactite cave.
"Is there a dormitory behind this door?" Lin Yi was instantly sweating profusely and felt the pressure rising all of a sudden.
[I went to the stairwell and looked for it. It was ridiculous. There was no stairwell at all! ]
Tian Bufan's words rang in his ears again, their sound like thunder, deafening.
How familiar was this familiar scene before their eyes, it was just like when they left the stairwell and entered the teacher's office, and then came out to find that the stairwell had become a classroom!
Now, the stairwell has been turned into a dormitory, and it seems to be a random dormitory.
In other words, last night, Mao Feiyang pushed open the door of dormitory No. 2820 and arrived at the dormitory building. When he closed the door, he cut off the connection with the stairwell, and the world behind the door returned to dormitory No. 2820.
"This...?!" Lin Yi's scalp tingled.
"What on earth is going on?" Mao Feiyang trembled. "Where is the art tour?"
His voice was shaky and weak, and he felt a deep emptiness.
Gradually, thick white mist emerged from somewhere and gradually submerged Mao Feiyang's body.
Lin Yi knew that he could not change anything, but he still became anxious. Even though he "predicted the future" and knew that Mao Feiyang would eventually appear in the castle, the unknown process still made him feel nervous.
"Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid... I will meet the art teacher, I will meet the art teacher..." Mao Feiyang murmured to himself.
At this moment, the sound of a door lock turning was suddenly heard in the corridor shrouded in white fog.
“Crack! Crack! Crack…”
The door lock of dormitory No. 2820 started turning, and then the door lock of dormitory No. 2819, and then 2818, 2817... Before long, it seemed that all the door locks started turning, but no door was completely opened.
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!”
A low roar came from inside the dormitory door, as if the person inside was angry and helpless because he couldn't open the door.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The person inside was banging on the door of the dormitory like a madman, but the sturdy door remained unmoved.
The huge noise frightened Mao Feiyang so much that his lips trembled and he dared not move, like a little boy shivering after hearing thunder on a rainy night.
Suddenly, in the dark corridor filled with fog, the sound of wind suddenly appeared...
The cold wind was extremely subtle, like a sudden chill in a cave, blowing mist across Mao Feiyang's arms, giving him a feeling of a ghost blowing out a lantern in the middle of the night.
The hairs on Mao Feiyang's arms trembled violently, and soon he heard a "tick-tick" sound. It seemed that some water drops were dripping from the ceiling of the corridor, falling beside him, splashing a little bit of water.
He suddenly felt his pants were a little wet, so he subconsciously touched the ground.
His body suddenly stiffened.
His hand touched a puddle of water, no, a body of water...
The floor where he was squatting had a water stain on it at some point.
The entire corridor was filled with a thin layer of water. The water was not deep, not even as thick as a shoe sole, but under the water there were slippery stones covered with moss.
It is hard to imagine that this is the corridor of a dormitory building. In comparison, it looks more like a stream beside a village, or a set of steps on the river bank that are often flooded.
Mao Feiyang plucked up his courage and reached out to push away the fog, only to find that there was a vast white world all around him.
He touched the floor beneath him again, becoming increasingly confused about this world.
The fog seemed to have submerged the entire world. If Mao Feiyang had not subconsciously anchored himself in the corridor of the dormitory building, he would have had no idea where he would be.
"Where am I...?" Mao Feiyang muttered to himself and soon began to doubt his location.
Mao Feiyang's words fell into the ears of Lin Yi, who was seeing the scene from the first person perspective, and immediately frightened him greatly.
Lin Yi knew that if his cognition was unclear in an abnormal environment, he would inevitably start to fall from the level he was in, but Mao Feiyang certainly didn't know these things.
After experiencing three completely different environments in the stairwell at once, Mao Feiyang didn't believe that the surrounding environment was normal at all.
The only thought that kept him going was that he would meet an art teacher and start his art journey.
"Art Journey" is his last resort.
Lin Yi touched the water stains beneath him, touched the moss-covered stones, then calmed down and observed this world submerged in fog.
His brain was working rapidly, and the worlds that appeared in his visions kept flashing through his mind, one after another, trying to find a world that "matched" this place.
But he couldn't match anything.
Beneath the fog was deeper fog, and the only clue was the moss soaked in water.
"moss……?"
He squinted his eyes and felt the moss in the water through Mao Feiyang's touch.
An extremely clear touch was transmitted to Lin Yi along Mao Feiyang's palm.
For a moment, he even had the illusion that he was like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of being a butterfly.
I wonder whether Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly, or the butterfly dreamed that it was Zhou?
How do I know in the dream that it is my own dream?
Just then, he caught some other sounds from the wind...
“Wow…wow…wow…”
It was the sound of the wind dancing in the waves, the sound of the whistle swirling in the wind, and some kind of song coming from far away...
"It's... the ocean!"
[If you hear any sound that reminds you of the ocean, such as the sound of wind, waves, flutes, or singing, don't doubt that you heard it wrong. Tell yourself with the most firm belief: 'This is the sleep-aid music provided by the dormitory for insomniac students', and don't think too much in this direction. ] Dormitory Rules 2 "Special Situation Edition" opened in Lin Yi's mind in an extremely explosive way.
"The ocean, the wind, the fog, the song... and the moss!"
Various elements converged in Lin Yi's mind, gradually weaving together a horrifying conjecture.
"Is this... that cliff?!"
He once had hallucinations in the corridor of the dormitory building and saw himself standing vertically on a steep cliff, parallel to the sea surface.
So... in terms of the layer, the corridor of the dormitory building has a certain "falling" relationship with the layer of the world where the cliff is located?
If there is a critical point of drop between the two layers, then the key factor that determines where they are is whether they anchor themselves on the positive side of the Y axis or the negative side!
The fog began to show signs of floating, accompanied by various strange sounds such as the wind. Nightmares seemed to follow one after another, a whimpering whisper that did not belong to the campus but to another world, as if floating from the depths of the boundless sea of suffering.
In a trance, Lin Yi seemed to see a long and ancient period of ignorance in the gloomy fog.
On an isolated island deep in the sea, a group of primitive people dressed strangely, wearing skeleton masks with feathers on their heads, waving bone canes, and dancing around a huge bonfire in the dark, doing some weird dance with extremely uncoordinated body movements.
A sinister, chilling prayer that no human could pronounce accurately floated around them like a ghost:
"I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome"
No living creature's will could resist such a sound. Just some of the syllables were enough to make people shudder and feel their own insignificance and weakness. Mao Feiyang felt as if his soul was about to be torn into pieces.
Pain, fear, cold, insignificance, death...
Countless negative emotions flowed from Mao Feiyang to Lin Yi, making him feel the same way. He once again fell into this endless storm of pain as if he were experiencing it himself...
Lin Yi grabbed "his" own hair in agony. He wanted to scream in pain, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a cork and he could not make any sound. In the end, he could only make a "woohoo" sound, and even his face turned red as liver.
In a trance, Lin Yi saw one illusory shadow after another in his distorted and blurred vision. He didn't know whether they were illusions formed by the overlapping of lingering fog, or whether some indescribable creatures really appeared...
These shadows seem to be souls lost in the abyss and darkness.
(End of this chapter)