Chapter 27: Dolls, Stairs, Sounds
Coming out of the teaching building, I took my three children to the laboratory building non-stop.
It's impossible not to worry about the disappearance of a big living person right under their noses, and although the disappearance is likely a trick they directed and acted upon, the first thing I have to think about as an adult at this time is her safety.
Because only I know that this school may be truly haunted.
I didn't bother to watch the barrage of sailors, and walked along the road overgrown with weeds to the door of the experimental building.
With a total of six floors, it looks much larger than the school building.
"This is the case with Japanese-style elite education, where students only learn limited theoretical knowledge in the classroom, and most of the teaching content is carried out in the laboratory building, and they pay more attention to practical ability."
"Damn, the Japanese puppet army hasn't left yet!"
"Get out of the way, Lao Tzu's grandfather used this grenade to blow up and sink the submarine of Little Japan!"
"It's ...... crazy upstairs"
The door of the laboratory building was locked and there was a seal, and I looked closer, and although the seal was old, it had not been torn off, which meant that the door had never been opened since it was closed.
"Then there's no need to look at this building." If you can't get in, you naturally don't have to worry about Shen Meng being brought here.
"Anchor, look at this." As if something was joking with me, Hideki pointed to the window of a room on the left side of the first floor, "You can get in from here!" ”
I came to the window, and all the windows were sealed and locked, except for this one that was half open.
As if deliberately telling me that someone had just entered here, the window was half-open and half-closed, whining in the wind.
"You guys wait outside, I'll go check it out first."
"How's that going to work? Shen Meng is my girlfriend, I must go in. ”
"Let's look for it together, one more person has more strength." Xiumu was almost beaten by Xue Fei just now, but now he is a little more honest.
The two of them insisted on coming, and they couldn't throw the youngest Sakurako out alone: "Okay, then let's go in together, don't panic in case of danger." ”
With that, I held up the camera with one hand and was the first to enter the room.
This is supposed to be an art classroom, and there are old drawing boards piled up in the corner, and if you open a few of them, you can vaguely see the slightly hideous colors on them.
"Their taste in art is different." I was startled when I closed the sketchpad and waved my phone to illuminate it, and suddenly a dull human face appeared in my eyes, and when I looked closer, I realized that it was just a model made of plastic.
"If you want to change to a guy with poor psychological quality, you will probably be scared to cry when you see this thing at night." The plastic model blocked the door, and I wanted to hold him aside, but as soon as I got my hands on it, I realized that this thing was not hollow, it was very heavy, and it felt like I was holding a living person.
Lying flat on the ground, I deliberately looked at the model's face, I don't know which naughty student sketched it, the model's face was painted with various colors, and I also found that there was a name written on the model's bare head - Guo Junjie.
"Is this what Guo Junjie painted?" Soon I knew I had guessed wrong, and when I looked at my head, the entire back of the model was covered in all sorts of abusive words.
"Poor boy." There will be such a child in every class, who is silent, not good at conversation, and always inexplicably becomes the punching bag of the whole class, isolated, and bullied.
The text on the back of the model has traces of being wiped by clothing, however, there are more abusive words on top of the wipe marks densely packed together.
I imagined the picture in my mind at that time, a poor child holding the model and desperately wiping it with a school uniform, but the people around him laughed wildly and wrote on the model with an oil pen dipped in paint, crazy and full of malice written on the place where the child wiped it clean, and even on the child's clothes, body, and face.
It is said that children are always innocent, because sometimes, even they themselves do not know how hateful their actions are.
Touching the model's head, I remembered myself when I was very young: "There was a time when I was bullied. ”
"And then?" Xiumu and Xue Fei flipped into the art room.
I grinned: "Later, I packed a fruit knife in my bag. ”
"I'll go, the anchor also has such a burning past? And what about later? ”
"Then I was expelled from school, suspended for a long time, and finally had no choice but to go to the police academy." I had a little vicissitudes on my face: "If I had been able to swallow my anger at that time, maybe I would have become a lawyer or a doctor now." ”
When the hand touched the door, the lock was violently removed, and the lock rolled down the middle of the drawing board.
"There was no sign of tool use, and it looked like it had been dragged raw." I opened the door a crack, and the hallway outside was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.
"Let's go, hide here and never find Shen Meng." Xiumu urged, looking at his appearance, he was not worried about Shen Meng, but his eyes were shining, and he was very excited.
"You'd better walk hand in hand against the wall, and if you encounter something beyond ordinary people's cognition for a while, you will immediately return the way you came, understand?" I told them repeatedly, for fear that something would happen to the children again.
"You'd better worry about yourself, it's so long-winded." Shen Meng disappeared, and Xue Fei became very impatient.
I stopped talking, used my phone to illuminate, and moved step by step against the wall.
"Bang ......" Someone kicked something over, the sound was very small, but it was clear in the silence of the laboratory building.
"We didn't send it." The four men stood in place, making sure there was nothing under their feet.
......It didn't take long for the strange sound to sound again.
Xiumu tugged at my clothes: "It seems to be coming from the innermost part of the first floor, let's go, let's go and have a look." ”
My original intention was to go by one and look at each classroom, but since he said so, if I didn't take a look, it always felt unsteady.
Passing by two labs that I don't know what they were used for, in front of them was a staircase leading to the second floor, and the lights were shining, no more, no less than twelve steps.
"Hey, have you ever heard the story of the thirteen steps, the legend says that when the bad boy comes to the school at midnight, the twelve steps he walks on weekdays will be one more step, and as long as he steps on that step, he can enter another world." Xiumu whispered mysteriously.
"Can you be quiet for a while?" Xue Fei pressed Xiumu to the corner: "Stop telling those stories!" There are no ghosts in the world at all. ”
Looking at the two in the quarrel, I felt inexplicably irritable.
"What I've heard is that if you step on that step, you will see what you will look like when you die, because the thirteenth step is your own corpse."
Of course I'd heard the story of the Thirteen Stairs, and before I came here, I searched the Internet for various versions because of the fact that the word appeared in the mission prompt of the Hades show.
"Anchor, are you telling the truth?" The two of them spoke in unison, and I couldn't make out their expressions in the dark.
"It must be fake, it's just a story made up by someone else. If you want to listen, after finding Shen Meng, I can tell you for three days and three nights. ”
We passed the stairs and groped our way to where the sound was coming from.
"Bang, bang......"
Finally, the four of us walked to the deepest part of the first floor of the laboratory building, and at this moment, the strange sound stopped abruptly.
"That's where it came from, right?" The three big men looked at each other, and the deepest part of the laboratory building turned out to be a toilet.
I picked up the camera and looked at the phone screen, if there was anything unclean in the toilet, it should be able to be photographed.
"I'll go in first, and you stay outside."
When I opened the toilet door, there was no unpleasant smell inside, after all, five years had passed.
Once inside, the first thing I saw was the sink, with a huge mirror attached directly above the three face pools.
Covered with cracks and dust, and scarlet lettering in paint: "Kill you!" Kill them all! Die! Die! Die! ”
"How much resentment is that?" Wipe the mirror with the palm of my hand, probably because of the viewing angle, the self in the mirror is so blurry that I am not sure that it is me.
Twisting the faucet, the first two were broken, and when I twisted the third, there was a "gurgling" sound from the pipe, and after a while, a sticky liquid flowed out.
"No, it can't be blood, right?"
I reached out and took a little and got it in front of my eyes......