When evening self-study began, the atmosphere in Class 4 was even weirder than before.
Although they broke up on bad terms before, now that the words have been said, the students in Class 4 finally lost the target to vent their anger. It was as if they returned to a state of being at a loss in an instant. Anxiety, fear, and all kinds of dark negative emotions followed.
The nightmare of evening self-study looms over me.
In sharp contrast, the transfer students all had relaxed expressions, while the monitor with the red armband was still sitting on the podium, silently lowering his head and writing his homework, as if nothing that happened today had any impact on him.
——No, it still has a certain impact.
Usually, he only needs to look up occasionally and take a symbolic look at the discipline, because the class is always quiet.
But today as he was writing, he felt a faint restless sound coming from his ears. Either someone moved the chair, or the pen fell to the ground.
It started to rain again outside the window, and the raindrops slapped on the glass window of the classroom, making people's hearts seem to be beating irregularly with the chaotic raindrops. The sound of splashing confused all the perceptions in the shadows, turning over
On a page of paper, the monitor seemed to feel a strange gaze and turned his head expressionlessly.
"Rumble..."
Lightning flashed across the sky at this moment, followed by dull rolling thunder.
The moment the sky was illuminated by lightning, the monitor saw a dark figure lying on the window, like a giant gecko.
"Peng!"
The classroom lights suddenly exploded, glass shards flew out, and the entire square space fell into darkness.
No one screamed. The students covered their mouths with experience, suppressed their instincts, and trembled in the darkness. They knew something was coming in, strange murmurs came from their ears, and orders filled the air.
The coldness makes people tremble.
Who is so unlucky?
Who is going to die?
It's so dark, how can I do my homework after the ghost leaves?
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the entire sky seemed to be lit up by lights. This time everyone looked out the window and saw the giant human-shaped shadow like a gecko.
In the monitor's chaotic memory, a thought emerged - the person outside the window was about to jump off the building.
He seemed to have seen this scene before. A familiar figure clung to the railing outside the window, then suddenly let go, and the whole person fell downwards. Only the screams one after another saw this person off.
But no, this huge gecko-like shadow did not let go and disappear. Instead, it slowly merged into the glass and emerged from the glass.
It's coming in.
Coming in from outside.
The students opened their eyes wide and watched helplessly as the shadow pulled and nibbled at the air bit by bit, slowly crawling in one direction.
The student by the window bent down, huddled up, covered his mouth and ears, and pretended to be an ostrich.
They silently chanted: They are not looking for me, they are not looking for me...
Hypnotize yourself over and over again: Someone will die, but it won’t be me...it won’t be me...pushing it down...
Amidst the fear, distant memories seemed to unexpectedly surface tonight. The students seemed to subconsciously recognize the shadow. In the end, all their prayers were summed up in one sentence: I didn't push him down.
Rebecca leaned on the table, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she bit her lips tightly. The smell of blood from the ruptured lip membrane was swallowed into her throat, which was fishy and sweet.
how so?
How could she have such a memory?
The slander was obviously lifted today, wasn't it? She had stepped back from the brink, and things had not yet reached the worst point. She thought that there was still room for recovery and remedy for everything, but...
How could she think of Oliver grabbing the railing with both hands, and the almost desperate look in his eyes after the long silence?
And why was the deputy squad leader standing opposite Oliver with a mocking expression.
The girl Oliver liked leaned on the side of the podium and watched this scene like a play.
She heard Jack's voice behind her, very loudly: "Yo yo yo, are you going to jump? If you don't dare to jump, don't act like you're going to die. Who are you threatening?"
Then she heard herself say: "It's too dangerous there. It's better to get down first. Don't make fun of your own life, let alone threaten others with your own life. If you accidentally let go, you will really go down."
Rebecca faced this sudden memory blankly. She could feel that these memories came from a long time ago.
It was so long that she forgot that after she finished speaking, Oliver gave her a numb and slow look, as if mocking her as a hypocrite.
I also forgot that those bad looks and words continued until Oliver let go of his hands, like a chicken being grabbed by the neck, and it suddenly stopped.
They all thought that Oliver, who was cowardly and didn't dare to fight back, just couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to threaten them by jumping off the building to apologize? Or show mercy?
It was only at this moment that their minds, which had been blinded by the atrocities, regained some clarity. They suddenly realized that people would really be forced to death.
Oliver fell.
The moment before he fell, the deputy monitor was still making fun of him, Jack was still irritating him, and the girl he liked was still happily watching the show - with other people.
They are all murderers, and they have committed atrocities.
Is this how things turned out? Rebecca, curled up in her seat, thought in a daze.
Those distant memories are real. In the flow of time, after a long time, until they blurred the past, a new Oliver quietly appeared in the class.
This Oliver is as cowardly as ever, but his eyes no longer have the desire for friends, only gloomy, obscure, and thickly ominous.
He died and came back.
Is this actually a reincarnation? In the reincarnation, they once again chose the same path. They had no regrets about being immoral, but just repeated the same mistakes stupidly and arrogantly.
Rebecca actually couldn't understand how long she had been in this class. This memory was completely different from the current school. She seemed to be repeating it, repeating a short period of time, rather than having the resentment and resentment as she thought.
the past and the future we are striving for.
The school in my memory does not have such twisted teachers, twisted rules and twisted ghosts. The only distortion is themselves as the perpetrators.
"only you."
Vaguely, Rebecca seemed to hear Oliver's voice, drifting in and out.
"The only one I can forgive is you."
When she opened her eyes, she could still only see darkness and shadows with a strong sense of presence. The evening self-study was still going on, and everything she remembered was like bubbles, on the verge of disappearing.
"ah--!!"
Finally, in the long and torturous silence, a scream ended it all.
The cold receded and the mumbling disappeared, leaving only the lingering smell of blood.
The newly broken light bulb was also an illusion. The intact light flashed twice and then came back on.
Rebecca looked immediately and found that the class was empty.
On those empty seats, only the monotonous blood red color was left, flowing along the curvature of the seats.
"This is... too scary~" Yu Xing saw that there was only one Rebecca and three students with red armbands, as well as their class of outsiders, and turned to look at the culprit, "Oliver,
What did you do?"
Oliver lowered his head and let out a chuckle.
"It's not me, it's Nightmare's own choice."
"It's got this round of truth, so it doesn't want to play any more."
"But they're still here. Tomorrow morning, these people will show up again and they'll start over."