Chapter 7

Mo Yi recognized his face.

… He was the man who had an emotional breakdown before the start of the game.

His facial features had been distorted with fear and pain, and then frozen forever by death, pale and twisted like a half-melted wax figure. His dark eyes were staring into the distance in horror, like two gray glass beads.

Mo Yi stepped back, resisting the discomfort in his stomach. He lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yuanbai, “Let’s go, we should head upstairs.”

Jiang Yuanbai also had a sallow expression and nodded unbearably and together with Mo Yi ran towards the stairwell.

The dark stairwell was close at hand. It was dark inside and only a ceiling lightbulb was faintly flickering hard. It could hardly illuminate the space, making it slightly eerie.

The smell of blood grew heavier. Mo Yi turned on his flashlight and saw bright red slowly flowing down the stairs, trickling into a pool of blood which was gradually expanding.

Jiang Yuanbai was about to go up the stairs, but his arm was tightly grasped. He turned his head in surprise and saw Mo Yi’s pale face and bright eyes. He was staring at the blood in front of him. He said in a low voice, “Something’s wrong. Don’t go there.”

Jiang Yuanbai had already learned of the accurate and terrifying insight of the person in front of him. Now, when he heard this, he couldn’t help getting goose bumps, and dared not take a half step forward.

Mo Yi’s grip tightened, and his breathing became a little disordered, “Shen Lei and the others had separated from us nearly half an hour ago. It stands to reason that they should have reached the third floor long ago, but after someone died, the blood flowed from the stairwell.”

The answer was coming: Shen Lei and the others had been trapped in the stairwell for nearly half an hour!

Jiang Yuanbai felt chills all over his body. He couldn’t help but step back. In his eyes, the stairwell in front of him seemed to be a huge mouth that could swallow the light. Just being near it made him uncomfortable.

Mo Yi let go of his hand, curled his fingers to his lips, and murmured to himself, “Someone on the first floor met a ghost in the toilet. It should be more dangerous as we go up, but on the second floor, except for the dead body, there was no supernatural event that could harm people … impossible, it’s absolutely impossible for people to get to the top floor so easily.”

After that, he raised his head and frowned, looking around him with sharp eyes. Mo Yi was stunned and turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai. He asked, “There should be five classes on each floor, right?”

Jiang Yuanbai nodded at a loss.

“I remember that the stairwell on the first floor is between Class 3 and Class 4. We just walked pass Class 3. That means … ?on the other side, there should be Class’s 4 and 5.”

Jiang Yuanbai was dumbfounded and looked up to see that the stairwell had moved further up ahead, and there were a total of 1…2…3… three classes.

He felt cold all over and he turned his head and saw that the door number on the classroom behind him had become a conspicuous “four.”

Jiang Yuanbai trembling swallowed, but his throat was as dry as a fire. The simple rolling of his Adam’s Apple made his throat sore.

At this time, Mo Yi turned his head fiercely, his eyes firmly on Jiang Yuanbai and abruptly asked, “Axe! Did you bring the axe?”

Jiang Yuanbai was startled by him and quickly nodded.

He wasn’t good at solving puzzles, but fortunately, he liked to work out and his strength was not small. Just now when he was running, he saw a fire axe lying on the ground. He thought it might be useful, so he picked it up and took it with him.

Mo Yi’s eyes brightened, and he leaned close to Jiang Yuanbai’s ear to whisper a few words.

“… Are you sure?” Jiang Yuanbai looked confused.

Mo Yi nodded.

“Okay.” Although Jiang Yuanbai didn’t know what he meant, he still shrugged, raised the axe with his hand, and then slashed heavily towards the photo hanging on the wall opposite the stairs!

The sharp axe made a sound of slicing through the air, and “stabbed” the yellowed photo! A horrible cry sounded, almost shattering their eardrums. The entire wall was violently shaking, and the photo was twisting and protruding, as if something was about to break through the frame and escape.

Jiang Yuanbai clenched his teeth and his gums started bleeding. He also tasted the smell of iron in his mouth. He gripped the handle of the axe tightly and slowly exerted his strength. The blade of the axe became more and more embedded in the photo. The dark red and stinky blood spilled out from where the axe was buried, leaving marks on the white wall.

“Stab.”

The photo was completely cut open. The split frame clattered to the ground and the screams disappeared, restoring peace to the corridor.

Jiang Yuanbai gasped, panting and said, “Fuck…fuck, how did you know…”

Mo Yi was also uncomfortable. His head was buzzing, and it took a lot of effort to figure out what Jiang Yuanbai asked. His voice was a little hoarse and it took him a long time to find his own voice, “…A guess.”

“It seems that I guessed it correctly. There is only one supernatural event on each floor. The first floor is the little girl holding the ball and the second one is this one.” He pointed his finger at the photo lying on the ground which had been covered by the stinky blood and couldn’t see the specific content. “The supernatural event on this floor was told to us in the beginning.”

The photo showed the way.

Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized.

Mo Yi looked up at his surroundings. The corridor in front of him had been restored to its original state. In front of the stairwell, there were two classrooms. He breathed out a sigh of relief and continued, “Moreover, it’s reversed in the photo. The change in the corridor also confirmed my speculation.”

Jiang Yuanbai, “… Brother Mo, is this really the first time you’ve come here?”

Wasn’t this too damn scary?

Mo Yi was about to say something, but he glanced out the window. He immediately straightened up and said with a solemn face, “Go, we’re running out of time.”

Jiang Yuanbai was surprised, and he looked out the window and saw the blue countdown had become 3:21.

Only one-minute left!

The two didn’t say much and raced against the clock to head up the stairwell.

This time, the stairs were extraordinarily long, and the steps were sticky which made the feeling of stepping on them disgusting. But now, they didn’t care about these and rushed forward at the fastest speed.

At last! The third floor!

Before they reached the last step, they heard the familiar metal bell ringing. It was monotonous and harsh, but it was a symbol urging them to their death, causing a part of their heart to give birth to fear.

The whole building began to deform and elongate at a speed visible to the naked eye. The third floor, which was just near at hand, became far away, and the ground under his feet became soft and gooey.

As he ran, Mo Yi looked behind him out of the corner of his eyes. He saw a bloody mouth sticking out of the picture frame hanging at the end of the stairs. Its sharp white teeth chewed on a pair of legs, which was probably the lower body of the corpse in the classroom.

It opened and closed its mouth several times and swallowed the flesh and blood in its mouth. Then, it stretched its neck to grab Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai.

“Jump!” Mo Yi shouted sharply.

The two men threw themselves at the end of the stairs with all their strength. They embarrassingly rolled on the ground and crashed into the third-floor corridor.

The mouth continued to stretch forward, but at the end of the stairs, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and then it slowly withdrew.

Mo Yi’s vision turned black and his head was dizzy. This life and death crisis consumed almost all the strength in his body. He sat up with shaking hands and propped himself up using the wall. His blood pounded in his ears and his back was wet and sticky with sweat, which was very uncomfortable.

It was decided, he will be a lifelong member of the gym after he returns.

While thinking, he leaned against the wall and panted for breath. At this moment, he suddenly relaxed, causing Mo Yi’s joints to scream out in soreness. He knocked the back of his head against the cold wall and let out a long sigh.

The twisted corridor was silent and frightening, and the blue-grey wall looked like dead skin in the weak light, emitting a rotten breath of death.

The corridor was quiet and scary, and only the rapid breathing of the two could be heard. They sat in the dark for a while. Suddenly, Jiang Yuanbai seemed to think of something. He turned his head and looked at Mo Yi, panting and hesitantly said, “That…I say, Brother Mo, what’s your occupation outside?

What kind of profession could cultivate people like Mo Yi?

As the contact between the two deepened, Jiang Yuanbai’s surprises and doubts became more and more intense.

That amazing reasoning ability, exceptionally accurate judgment, and extraordinary calmness: except for the weak physical strength, it was simply formidable and frightening.

—— And this was the first time he has entered the game!

At last, Jiang Yuanbai couldn’t help asking.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes moved slightly. Darkness enshrouded most of his face and covered his expression. Jiang Yuanbai heard him say, “Idle at home, unemployed vagrant.”

Jiang Yuanbai, “…” I believe you're a ghost!

At this moment, Mo Yi beside him, suddenly straightened up!

Jiang Yuanbai, who was still recovering, was taken aback by his actions, and hurriedly asked, “What’s wrong?”

Mo Yi didn’t answer but stared seriously at the ground in front of him. The notebook that he found in the classroom on the second floor and the document found in the archive room were scattered on the ground due to the embarrassing way he jumped up the stairs.

The notebook was open, face up.

Under the faint light, Mo Yi could see that at this moment, the pages of the notebook that were blank showed fine handwriting.

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