AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 947 - 439: The Secret of the Abandoned Classroom_2

Chapter 947: Chapter 439: The Secret of the Abandoned Classroom_2

Lin Yi originally planned to take out his "Sports Student Code," but considering that he wasn’t a sports student, he chose to play it safe by grabbing Li Huiyuan’s hand and holding the door handle.

"Do you still remember the code?" Lin Yi kept it brief while observing the revival progress of the Sneering Angel. "You can use the ’Athlete’s Certificate’ to unlock most things with the ’Door Attribute.’ You open the door!"

"Uh, ah, oh, oh oh oh, okay!" Li Huiyuan froze for a moment but quickly snapped back to action.

Soon, the sound of the lock tongue turning echoed from inside the door—"ka-ka-ka." After a few attempts, Li Huiyuan managed to open the door.

"It’s open!"

"Go!"

The two quickly slipped through the door, and at the moment the door closed, Lin Yi locked eyes with the Sneering Angel that had lowered its hand.

But he didn’t give it the chance to drift closer, decisively shutting the door.

*Boom!*

Then, almost instinctively, he reflexively locked the door multiple times, performing a somewhat disdainful netherworld-level operation. He couldn’t help but remark that it was only human nature.

Outside the door, fierce winds howled, and it seemed like the sound of the Sneering Angel drifting back and forth could be heard. Yet, despite its ability to seep through the walls of the Art Building, the Sneering Angel was unable to enter this door.

Through the classroom’s glass windows, they could also see that ghostly silhouette floating to and fro.

Even though Lin Yi knew that it was the Sneering Angel, the reflection of its figure on the window instinctively sent chills down his spine.

"This might be one of the eerie figures mentioned in the ’Teaching Rules’..." Lin Yi couldn’t help but muse. If someone new to the school, someone firmly rooted in materialism, witnessed this scene, it would be impossible for them to maintain rational thinking.

Soon after, the Sneering Angel, unable to enter through the door, simply glided away.

"Phew..." Li Huiyuan patted her chest, secretly letting out a sigh of relief.

At that moment, however, the classroom door began to tremble violently.

*Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock!* _{fr eewe(b)nove.l.co\m}

Someone was knocking on the door!

"Ah!" Li Huiyuan, who was standing near the door, felt the intense resonance of the knocking as if it was transmitted directly to her. Startled, she instinctively cried out.

"Don’t be scared. It’s probably the Sneering Angel." Lin Yi quietly reassured Li Huiyuan while squinting slightly, "Knocking means they can’t get in."

Lin Yi sensed that this might be related to the ’Door Attribute,’ but he felt there was likely more to it, something deeper.

The knocking grew heavier, shaking the entire door—*Bam! Bam! Bam!*—and soon even the explosion-proof glass began to emit muffled vibrations.

"Ignore them." Lin Yi kept his voice low, gradually withdrawing his focus and redirecting his attention to the classroom interior.

As his focus shifted, the sounds of the Sneering Angel outside the door gradually faded away.

The classroom remained in its abandoned state; many items had decayed, the folded desks and chairs were covered in dust and cobwebs.

The windows were fogged up with layers of condensation, droplets slowly sliding down the glass and tracing strange, eerie marks through the mist.

Peering through the windows, all that could be seen was a dense, milky-white fog; the distant scenery was completely obscured, as though the entire world had been compressed into this small classroom, entirely cut off from the outside.

Occasionally, a faint breeze swept through, stirring the curtains. The tattered curtains swayed gently amidst the mist, producing a rustling sound.

It felt as if time in this classroom had frozen, as though all vitality had been drained away, leaving only an endless silence and an indescribable fear. Lin Yi felt as if he were standing in a chapel from Silent Hill, where every corner concealed unknown terror and mystery...

"Something’s wrong..." Lin Yi’s instincts kicked in. "Where’s the person who locked the door?"

The abandoned classroom was completely empty, but fortunately, Lin Yi could still utilize his perception.

*Buzz...*

Invisible ripples spread outward, centering on him as the classroom began to imprint itself into his mind.

Finally, he detected some faint trajectories of movement, akin to a ribbon mixing into a multicolored stream of airflow. At first glance, it was unnoticeable, but with careful observation, distinctions could be made.

Following these traces, he discovered something peculiar in the disorganized bookshelf area.

Suddenly, he perceived a faint sound of wind—*whoosh, whoosh, whoosh*—as if being forced into the classroom through a cracked gap.

He moved cautiously, bypassing the podium, ascending the tiered classroom’s steps, and inching closer to the bookshelf area.

"Lin Linzi... be careful," Li Huiyuan said with concern.

They had been holding hands the entire time, the most cost-effective safety measure.

The steps of the classroom were littered with yellowed papers, some torn from books and others from notebooks. Most of the papers were covered with chaotic scribbles, impossible to discern with just a glance.

As he approached the bookshelf area, an eerie feeling began to well up in Lin Yi’s heart. Vaguely, he felt a breeze brushing against the books on the shelves, with faint sounds of flipping pages reaching his ears.

The air began to fill with a salty, damp aroma.

Lin Yi sensed a foreboding danger. That salty, damp scent was unmistakably the smell of sea wind.

Almost instinctively, he immediately focused his attention in the direction the wind came from. His attention wasn’t on the bookshelves but rather where the wind originated...

Li Huiyuan similarly followed his gaze. After just one glance, she exclaimed instinctively, "Lin, Lin Linzi... look over there!"

Of course, Lin Yi saw it too. Behind the abandoned bookshelves, the resilient explosion-proof glass had been torn into a massive fissure, resembling a helmet shattered by a heavy blunt force.

The bitter, salty sea wind blew through the crack into the classroom. Mixed within the wind were scattered specks resembling embers spun up by a campfire, floating amidst the world.

"Ashes... they’re all ashes!"

Lin Yi’s pupils contracted sharply. The ashes here were far denser than the sparse particles found in volcanic clouds. If they all descended, the consequences would be catastrophic.

And in the direction pointed out by Li Huiyuan’s trembling finger, there was a curled-up, trembling figure in the corner.

"It’s him?" Lin Yi immediately recognized the figure as the "nonexistent person" who escaped from the class earlier in the morning.

He had come here after leaving the classroom and locked the door?

Wait—perhaps not locked it!

Suddenly, Lin Yi focused intently, turning to examine the direction of the classroom door.

"Field of View Insight" activated. His eyes seemed to penetrate the space as his perception locked onto the door itself.

Sure enough, the door bore numerous scratches, and the handle showed signs of heavy damage.

"So that’s it!"

"It truly lacks the ability to ’open doors’!"

Lin Yi speculated that after fleeing from Class B Group 2, it wandered instinctively like a nocturnal species to the fifth floor, and by chance entered this classroom.

It shut the door but didn’t realize it couldn’t open it. By the time it discovered its mistake, it was too late.

Ultimately, it must have noticed the opening in the window and attempted to escape through there... but for some reason, it failed and became trapped here.

Li Huiyuan instinctively wanted to get closer for a better look, but as soon as she took the first step, Lin Yi pulled her back. "Don’t be impulsive, Huihuizi."

Lin Yi took another look at the distance between the figure and the window gap, then realized—it definitely could escape through the window, but hadn’t.

It couldn’t leave through the door yet wanted to.

It could leave through the window but didn’t.

Something was wrong.

Could it be related to the "ashes"?

Lin Yi theorized that since this entity was likely the work of the Mountain Man, it must have a connection to the ashes.

Instead of impulsively attacking as per Director-040’s suggestion, he observed the non-existent individual, subtly extending his sensory tendrils to touch and analyze it.

Before confirming the details, what if an attack triggered a self-destruction? That would be far too dangerous.

If he could stabilize the situation now, there was no need to take such aggressive action.

As his perception extended and Field of View Insight advanced, Lin Yi noticed that the non-existent person had undergone certain strange changes since the morning.