My Healing Games

Chapter 177 Seeing a Nightmare
Jin Sheng is the most crucial person at Yimin Private Academy; he is the link between all the ghost stories. In reality, he was also the first to foresee death, using ghost stories to warn those around him.

Although the tragedy ultimately occurred, at least he tried very hard to change things.

Delay could lead to complications, so Han Fei didn't waste even a second and immediately opened the doors of each classroom.

That monster, resembling Ma Manjiang, could come at any moment; hesitation would be tantamount to throwing away one's life.

Without the key, he resorted to violence. In order to find Jin Sheng, Han Fei no longer cared about anything else.

Racing against time, Han Fei entered the last classroom.

The lectern in the lab is large, and underneath it is a storage cabinet, which is usually filled with various odds and ends.

"this life?"

Han Fei spoke softly, but there was no response from the cabinet under the podium.

He reached out and opened the cabinet, and wads of crumpled waste paper rolled out of it.

Han Fei bent down and looked into the cabinet. He realized that his current life was not in the cabinet; there was only a large pile of waste paper inside.

"I've checked all the classrooms on the fourth floor, where did he go?"

Han Fei casually picked up a crumpled piece of paper, unfolded it, glanced at it, and then couldn't take his eyes off it.

The backs of the notebooks and test papers had lines of writing on them, and when the sentences were connected, they seemed to form a series of horror stories.

“I saw the school security guard on patrol at night; he’s the only one on night duty here. I kindly reminded him not to go near the school’s dormitories and cafeteria, but he wouldn’t listen. Now his health is getting worse and worse, and he’s covered in ghosts.”

“I saw three children following behind Ma Bo. They were his three deceased brothers. The doctor said he had schizophrenia, but only I knew that he wasn’t crazy. He was more lucid than anyone else.”

"I saw stray dogs outside the school struggling to bask in the summer heat, but summer will eventually pass, and those stray dogs that everyone hates probably won't survive the winter."

"I saw a ghost living in the hallway of the girls' dormitory. He always appeared after the dormitory supervisor left, tempting Eve to eat the forbidden fruit."

"I saw that Teacher Ma at school had two different faces, one that looked like a human and the other that looked like a ghost."

There were many similar crumpled pieces of paper, and all of them began with the words "I saw," as if the writer had truly seen it all.

"This must have been left behind by Jin Sheng. All the ghost stories and strange tales have become reality in this school. No, it should be said that the real events were recorded by Jin Sheng in the form of strange tales."

Readers of Jin Sheng's writing might think it's a child's nightmare.

But after truly understanding what happened at Yimin Private Academy, one will find that the so-called nightmare has been softened considerably compared to reality.

Jin Sheng describes everything from a child's perspective, using the first-person viewpoint, and disguises the bloodshed and cruelty as a kind of ghost story.

Without missing a single crumpled piece of paper, Han Fei used his extraordinary memory to memorize all the stories hidden inside.

He wanted to find a way out of this predicament by examining every single word of these strange tales.

Just as he had half his body inside the closet, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered a damaged G-grade cursed item—Jin Sheng's notebook."

Looking at what his fingers were touching, Han Fei found a homework assignment deep inside the cabinet.

The assignment had been torn very thin, leaving only a few pages.

"Jin Sheng hid in the closet and wrote down one ghost story after another in this notebook? The torn pieces of paper were discarded, but what he really wanted to express should still be... in the notebook."

Picking up the homework, Han Fei flipped through it, and the words that met his eyes made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The homework book contained a self-criticism.

"Dear Teacher Ma, I am writing this letter of self-criticism to you with guilt and remorse. I should not have fabricated those false stories, and I should not have lied."

"This is a very profound self-reflection. I will never tell ghost stories to scare my classmates again, and I will never lie and claim that those ghost stories are true for my own vanity."

"I hope that the teacher and all my classmates can forgive me, and I also hope that none of you will make the same foolish mistake as me. This lesson has been very hard to learn."

"I'm sorry, I apologize to everyone again."

All the ghost stories in the notebook were torn out and crumpled into balls of paper, leaving only this letter of self-criticism.

"The person he apologized to was Teacher Ma. It seems that Teacher Ma already knows that Jin Sheng has discovered all his secrets, but instead of harming Jin Sheng, he tortures Jin Sheng in this way."

Ma Manjiang's actions felt familiar to Han Fei; in the human body puzzle, the butterflies had also tormented that kind-hearted homeless man in the same way.

They deliberately sent the homeless man to inform others, but among the victims of the human body mosaic, apart from Fu, none of the others paid attention to what the homeless man said.

What exactly is the relationship between Ma Manjiang and Butterfly?

Jin Sheng wasn't in the cabinet under the podium, and Han Fei didn't know where he had gone. The only clue he had was that homework.

As Han Fei continued flipping through the pages, just when he had almost given up hope, he discovered another passage of text on the last page of the assignment.

This line of text was written at the end of the workbook. The handwriting was very neat, showing that the writer put a lot of care into it.

"It was pitch black all around me, and I couldn't see anything. There was no light at all, except that I could occasionally feel the pills under me."

"I felt like I was about to fall asleep when I saw everyone appear in the closet."

"They were questioning me about why I saw them but didn't reach out and grab them."

"I don't know how to answer. I can't even believe my own story anymore."

After reading the last line of the workbook, Han Fei felt a little complicated: "In the end, Jin Sheng himself became a strange story in the school."

He was about to make a comment when his gaze suddenly fell on two words—cabinet.

“It was pitch black all around. Jin Sheng said that the people in his stories appeared in closets, so he must be hiding in one of the closets.”

"There's no light, and I can feel the pills under him... Could he be in the cabinet in the infirmary?" After completing this task, Han Fei probably developed a psychological aversion to cabinets, and he would mentally prepare himself before opening the cabinet door each time to prevent suddenly seeing a strange corpse behind it.

"Old Li, where is the school clinic?"

"Second floor of the office building." Old Li also saw the crumpled pieces of paper all over the floor: "Is this a student prank?"

"Let's go take a look at the office first."

Han Fei picked up all the crumpled papers on the ground and stuffed them into Jin Sheng's notebook. He thought it would be more convenient to take them out this way, but unexpectedly, he received a system notification by accident.

He pieced together the originally incomplete G-grade cursed artifact.

Jin Sheng's notebook was the gentlest cursed object Han Fei had ever seen. It did not exude any resentment or pain; it only made Han Fei feel a strange sadness when he held it.

(End of this chapter)