AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 189 - 87: Mao Feiyang’s ’First-Person Perspective’ _2

Chapter 189: Chapter 87: Mao Feiyang’s ’First-Person Perspective’ _2

Lin Yi instantly thought of the white powder particles that had adhered to Boss’s leg.

"This white powder particle is a contaminant!"

Seeing the white powder particles drifting toward him, "he" looked around and rushed towards the entrance of the staircase as soon as he found it, grabbing the handle of the isolation fire door and opening it before the white powder particles could reach him.

Just as he pushed the door open, he suddenly thought of something and looked solemnly toward "himself from yesterday" and said, "Old Lin... remember to follow the rules, I’m off!"

With that, he rushed into the isolation fire door and quickly closed the door behind him.

"Bang!"

The isolation fire door shut heavily, and Lin Yi leaned against it in the stairwell, taking deep breaths one after another.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell whether it was he who was breathing heavily, or the owner of this body—Mao Feiyang, who had breathed heavily after parting with him yesterday.

Soon he was sure it was Mao Feiyang panting, and he was now just merging into this perspective of Mao Feiyang’s character...because he heard "himself" murmuring:

"The sign said..."

"[If you encounter a situation that does not match any of the above and feel that you are getting lost, experiencing some physical discomfort, do not go downstairs anymore. Immediately go up using the stairs on the left-hand side, and leave when you see a sculpture by the stairwell.

You will meet an Art Teacher and begin an Artistic Journey.]"

"I can’t even see the office door; it seems I can only return the way I came up the left-hand stairs."

He kept taking deep breaths to calm his nervous and fearful emotions, and then he took the first step up the left-hand stairs.

It is worth mentioning that during their previous descent, they followed the method of going down the stairs on the right-hand side, which then displayed the pattern of a constantly clockwise downward Fibonacci Spiral.

Now, as he was taking the stairs on the left to go up, ostensibly "returning the same way," a twisting sense of absurdity inevitably rose from the depths of his heart.

He walked step by step, not knowing how long he had walked. He faintly felt that he had even completed the journey he had taken before, but he saw neither any sculpture nor the stairwell itself.

So, he continued to climb up the stairs...

Time passed by the minute, but aimlessly ascending an endless Fibonacci Sequence Spiral Staircase could indeed cause one to lose oneself.

Lin Yi wasn’t sure how long Mao Feiyang had walked, but by the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

He discovered... the Fibonacci Sequence Spiral Staircase, he didn’t know when he had completed it.

He had finished that segment of the spiral staircase so smoothly that his subconscious hadn’t even reacted.

He hadn’t even realized that Mao Feiyang had begun to climb the almost vertical stairs...

Shocked, he couldn’t help but glance down at the road below, only to find that the end of the staircase was pitch black, extending into an endless abyss, not to mention the absence of the earlier hint of a Fibonacci Sequence Spiral Staircase, he couldn’t even see the bottom of this type of staircase.

"This...?"

"When did I walk into this environment? Why... don’t I remember at all?"

A sense of foreboding surged within Lin Yi as he began to survey the staircase surroundings through Mao Feiyang’s view.

He quickly noticed that the entire stairway was surrounded by uneven stone walls, the stone walls were covered with pockmarked traces, as if they had been excavated and then eroded by wind and water.

This was a pure masonry stone path, similar to those built in ancient European castles, leading to a cellar.

The construction technique called Masonry Stone used to build this passage was very much like tunneling through solid mountain and stone walls, almost exactly as what Lin Yi was seeing now.

Suddenly, he realized something and suddenly snapped awake, looking up sharply.

"It’s the light!"

At the top of the stone path, incandescent lights just like those in the staircase illuminated the area. It was this type of lighting, combined with an already somewhat dim environment, that unresistingly drew Lin Yi from the spiral staircase into the stone path building!

This design completely transcended ordinary architectural design, directly applying techniques including psychological suggestion and hypnosis, akin to boiling a frog slowly, silently luring the "prey" into the trap.

Especially for Mao Feiyang, who had already experienced a series of startling psychological attacks and was extremely lacking in a sense of security—this light, symbolizing safety, was sufficient to mitigate the impact of the changes in the surrounding environment to some extent.

"Damn it... What exactly did Maozi go through after he separated from us?"

Facing this perilous environment, Lin Yi’s heart gradually sank.

But he soon discovered that the bottom of the valley was not the limit to which his heart could sink.

Suddenly, he noticed that the pitted walls, at some unknown time, had begun to... sprout moss.

This was a stone path indeed!

How could moss possibly grow here?

But... it seemed not entirely impossible.

He could only proceed even more cautiously—no, it was Mao Feiyang who moved forward with increased caution; he was merely a first-person perspective experiencer who could feel what the other felt.

But then he suddenly noticed traces of flowing water on the stairs beneath his feet.

Damp water flowed from the small pits in the walls and trickled down onto the steps.

Lin Yi looked down at his sneakers, as the steady stream of water continuously flowed down, following the stone path to an invisible abyss behind him.

But he vividly recalled that there had been no trace of water on the route he had taken here!

"Could it be an issue with the layers?"

"’I’... no, is Maozi traversing through layers? Is he continuously falling through layers, or is this a change consistent with the notices on the Teaching Building?"

Filled with unease, Lin Yi now understood the issue of layer descent, but if switched back to his first day at school yesterday, would he have known anything?

He knew nothing, so how could Maozi possibly know anything?!

Indeed, as he also felt an ominous premonition, the unease and fear within Mao Feiyang intensified.

"Not good!"

Lin Yi noticed his vision beginning to change, but his mind stayed remarkably clear; he quickly realized—something was wrong with what Maozi was seeing, and this bizarre sight was now being transmitted to his own current self!

"My mind is clear... Maozi has already gone through this. Don’t panic, don’t be afraid, I’m just a spectator." He comforted himself inwardly, then took a deep breath and began to move forward against the flow of the water, following Mao Feiyang’s steps.

He continued to ascend the staircase clinging to the left stone wall, stepping on the stone steps where water rippled, walking and walking, walking and walking, not knowing how many turns he had made or how long he had walked, but just kept moving...

At last, the continuous sound of water in his ears, trickling like a spring rain laden with a late rain, hitting the window.

He was silent, suddenly noticing a subtle shift in light and shadow. By the time he realized something was amiss, he shockingly found that the lights in the stone path had been distorted.

The incandescent lights in the stone path had, at some unknown time, been replaced by one old kerosene lamp after another hanging in the corridor.

"What?!"

He sharply turned to glance at the path he had walked, only to discover that all the lights in the entire stone path had already been quietly replaced with old kerosene lamps.

The dim candlelight flickered windlessly, and the gloomy stone path suddenly became sinister.

The rippling water flowed out from the uneven cracks of the stone walls, passing through deep green moss, over dark green stone slabs glowing with a green light, along the uneven stone steps, flowing on and on, as if vanishing at the edge of the world.

"This corridor... it’s twisted too!"