AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 563 - 254: Refuting Miscellaneous, Synesthesia, Sinking..._2

Chapter 563: Chapter 254: Refuting Miscellaneous, Synesthesia, Sinking..._2

"November 16, X022... The Night Watchman killed the Teacher... casting the Teacher’s body into the endless abyss... Old Li went mad... He ran beyond the scope of the Art Building... but was still killed by the Night Watchman..."

"November 17, X022... If... if I don’t leave a message tomorrow... then I must be dead... I heard the summoning... It seemed like I saw the light... I have to go to that cave... Something is calling me... Redemption... Is it redemption?... I long for redemption..."

"November 20, X022... The Grey Mist Invasion... this invasion... seems different... The Night Watchman tolled the bell twelve times... Be extra careful..."

"November 22, X022..."

With the array of information, Lin Yi gradually felt a strange sensation. He thought about Mu Daxian taking Mao Feiyang through the depths of the Green Forest Belt, then wandering in the depths of the mountains. Combining the snippets of information here, a dynamic image gradually emerged before his eyes...

In the sunlight, the Green Forest Belt was calm, showing no signs of abnormality.

The view slowly moved, entering the Green Forest Belt...

The view continued deeper, as the Mist began to fill the Green Forest Belt, hovering above the ground like a layer of dry ice...

The view kept going deeper, where the forest mist became denser, like a miasma that never dissipated...

Gradually, gradually... the surrounding trees became more ancient, their thick trunks covered in dry, flaky old bark, and the mottled light and shadow was like yellowed photographs.

As the view penetrated deeper, the surrounding trees started to twist into strange shapes, their branches resembling the tangled beard of an old sea captain, as if entwined with some secret.

"Rustle rustle rustle..."

"Rustle rustle rustle..."

The ground was covered with a thick layer of musty-smelling fallen leaves, each step seeming to awaken some slumbering creature.

The air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression, as if this forest was a portal to another world...

Gradually...

A white light appeared in the dim jungle depths, like a cave, yet also like... an exit from a dark world to a realm of light.

That is... "light"...

It is light...

Lin Yi’s view gradually approached the exit where the "light" was, absorbed as if drawn in by some attraction.

In the library area, Lin Yi held an H-manga, his eyes gradually emptying...

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

A wind came from nowhere, gently swaying Lin Yi’s school uniform and also causing the pages of the book in his hand to flip with a "whish-whish"...

"Whish-whish... whish-whish... whish-whish... whish... whish... whish—"

"Whish—whish—"

The sound of the flipping pages, after a distorted "translation" change, gradually turned into a sound like the roar of the forest in Lin Yi’s ears.

He seemed immersed in it.

His view was getting closer and closer to the exit of that "light".

"Whoosh—Whoosh—"

He seemed to hear the sound of the wind from over there, carrying a hint of salty dampness...

"Whish—Whish—"

He seemed to hear the sound of the waves pushing onto the sandy beach and then returning to the sea, leaving a trail of shattered foam on the sand...

The salty damp scent of the sea breeze...

The sound of the waves in motion...

On the other side of the light... was it the sea?

On the desolate coastline, huge waves constantly beat against the jagged rocks, making deafening roars.

The sea breeze carried a fishy smell, seemingly intent on blowing over the decay from the depths of the ocean.

The sky was heavy with dark clouds, lightning flashing, as if heralding an upcoming terror, on this coast abandoned by light and shadow. It seemed each wave could bring indescribable horror.

Lin Yi seemed to see everything...

He saw... this stretch of coastline.

Just at this moment, a howling wind sound appeared by his ear, completely different from the sea breeze, more like the sound of a train rushing past.

It wasn’t "whoosh whoosh," but "clank clank clank."

At the same time, rapidly skipping frames started appearing in front of his eyes...

"My Vision" was silently triggered, and deep within Lin Yi’s profound eyes, it was as if a bit of ash had floated into a pile of dry cotton, sparking black and golden flecks, which then rallied together, and a dusky flame suddenly "poofed" into existence...

That flame flickered slowly in the endless darkness, like two golden ghostly fires rising suddenly in the night.

The scenes before his eyes began to flicker back and forth between a translucent deep forest and the coastline... but soon, a third scene also began to quietly resurface—the bookshelves!

Was it the classroom’s bookshelves...?

Like... yet not quite alike...

"Clank clank clank... clank clank clank..."

Lin Yi felt the entire world around him swaying and pulsating, and like being attacked by a sonic weapon, invisible ripples appeared all around...

His vision too was enveloped by such ripples, looking as though he was observing the exterior through swimming goggles.

In such a world, sounds seemed to become abnormal, sometimes sounding muffled like when your head is underwater, and at other times, as clear as if they had been enhanced by a million sound engineers...

Lin Yi felt embedded in this world, yet also felt completely out of place with the entire world...

It was like running atop a non-Newtonian fluid, where stopping would make you sink a bit, sinking and sinking... until you could no longer pull free.

He began to look around, in this blurry world of interlacing light and shadow, which seemed to have countless bookshelves, appearing like some sorely damaged abandoned classroom, or perhaps it was someplace recognizable.

The broken glass of the windows, huge cavities as if smashed by thrown boulders, the shattered fragments resembled a ferocious gaping maw.

The fierce wind blew in from the broken windows, the pages on the bookshelves all "flap flap flap" turning over, the remnants of newspapers rustling in the wind, like the lingering will of days gone by, unwilling to die...

"Ding ling dang lang... Ding ling dang lang..."

There was the sound of chains clinking above Lin Yi’s head, clear yet heavy, as if something was hanging from them.

He instinctively looked up.

"Boom——"

A gigantic face appeared in his vision.

A completely sculpted thing... uncertain whether it was Pseudo-Human or something else, its features distorted and hateful, as if it had endured unspeakable pain and fear.

It stared at Lin Yi with such intensity, as if it had been dead for countless years, but it seemed as if from that moment, it was all a prelude for this very stare...

Lin Yi was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and as he sat down, everything around him violently shook, as if an earthquake had struck, all the bookshelves "clatter clatter thump thump..." trembling, the remaining glass on the windows cracked under the strain of an unknown frequency, then "bang" broke apart, shooting towards Lin Yi like bullets.

Lin Yi’s pupils suddenly contracted, and almost subconsciously, he extended his hand to block the shard that flew like a knife, but it seemed he had cut a deep gash on his hand, and the severe pain instantly stimulated his brain, and he abruptly realized—

"I’m in the classroom!"

"Phantom Vision?!"

"This is Phantom Vision!"

"I am Lin Yi, I am in the classroom... I am in the classroom... my student ID is..."

[My name is Lin Yi...]

He subconsciously chanted his name and location in his mind, but just as he was about to add his student ID, eerie whispers like that of a sinister child started to echo by his ear...

[My name is Lin Yi... I am in the classroom...]

[My name is Lin Yi... I am in...]

He glanced up slightly, only to see that the ceiling of this Phantom Vision suddenly had many chains hanging from it, all the chains looking like they were hanging dead Pseudo-Human Sculptures, none of which were complete, but at this moment, they all were eerily smiling, calling out loudly—

[My name is Lin Yi... I am in the classroom...]

The chains were swinging fiercely in the wind, like heavy fruits swaying with inertia, the sounds sometimes distant, sometimes close, like the mocking laughter and sneers of a cult...

[Hehehe...]

[My name is Lin Yi...]

[Hehe...]