Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 5 The Mysterious Escape
"Gamble!"

It was too late to escape; there hadn't been any good opportunities.

Faced with a ghost possessing a ghost realm, it's practically impossible to move an inch without one. At this moment, Wang Liang has no choice but to try Sadako's supernatural abilities again.

He reached out and grabbed one of the gray lines that stretched into the far distance in his field of vision. This gray line still existed even after he was enveloped in the Ghostly Domain, piercing through the thick darkness in his vision.

He didn't know where the gray line led, but as if grasping at a straw, he frantically poured Sadako's supernatural power into it, continuously releasing curses.

Having previously used Sadako's abilities, Wang Liang already had a guess in his mind, so he wanted to take a gamble at this time, and he had no other choice but to take a gamble.

The knocking ghost took a step forward, and Zhou Zheng's body, which was nearby, rotted away on the spot.

The body was covered in shriveled, tattered skin, with large patches of flesh rotting away, and in some places even the yellowed bones were exposed; it was undoubtedly dead beyond any doubt.

The large belly that was moving suddenly stopped moving, the skin shrank, and a small ball of flesh hung listlessly on the skeleton.

The walls were rotten, and the wooden door at the front of the classroom instantly crumbled into a pile of sawdust.

The cement on the ground is constantly weathering, exposing the steel bars wrapped inside, and this weathering is gradually spreading towards the location of Wang Liang.

He's been targeted by the door-knocking ghost.

Lividity began to appear on Wang Liang's face, chest, and legs under his clothes. His skin and flesh were rotting rapidly, and his appearance was quite grotesque. He was about to follow in Zhou Zheng's footsteps.

But at this critical moment, the gray line that Wang Liang had been continuously using supernatural powers to extend into the far distance finally began to change.

This time, he activated the supernatural power in the gray line for a longer period of time than before. After reaching a certain level, Wang Liang only felt a flash in his vision.

The next moment, the supernatural force enveloped his consciousness, as if it were being transmitted along a wire, and shot off into the far distance along that gray line.

He successfully escaped from No. 7 Middle School.

……

The knocking ghost stopped in its tracks and did not move forward.

Inside the classroom, Wang Liang, who was leaning against the podium, had a lifeless look in his eyes. His body was rotting rapidly at a visible speed. He collapsed to the ground and eventually rotted so badly that he was no longer recognizable as a human.

The knocking ghost's gray eyes stared at Wang Liang's 'corpse' and swayed slightly. The dense darkness enveloped it again, and its figure vanished from the spot in a strange manner.

Soon after, a piercing scream and a knocking sound came from afar in this ghostly realm, and then the screams stopped abruptly.

After an unknown amount of time, noises began to rise again from the quiet front door of the classroom.

A figure suddenly appeared there, took a step, and came out into the dark corridor outside.

"What's going on? Isn't this the toilet door? How did I end up in the classroom?"

Yang Jian stood outside the classroom, looking at the familiar corridor with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He and his classmates had just rushed downstairs, but after the ghostly domain of the knocking door was restored, he discovered that no matter how many stairs they went down, they could never get to the first floor.

This is clearly abnormal; it's like encountering a ghost wall, a situation often described in legends.

No, this is a ghost wall! While everyone was getting anxious, he was accidentally tricked by Fang Jing, who, along with several others, pushed him into a haunted toilet.

Yang Jian couldn't fight off the shoving from several people on his own, and finally forced two of them into the restroom.

The two people he pulled in died at the hands of the ghost in the toilet, while he, at the critical moment, managed to escape the ghost's clutches by relying on an audio file recording the knocking ghost's knocking sound.

They continued forward, and in an unknown space filled with bone trees and enormous black shadows, they managed to escape by riding a crimson ghost eye that had fallen to the ground.

However, when Yang Jian pushed open the toilet door and walked out, he found that he had not returned to the floor where the toilet was located, but had returned to the door of the classroom.

It's quite unbelievable. Even if we encounter ghosts these days, we can barely understand the spatial distortion.

"This is Zhou Zheng!"

Upon arriving in the corridor, Yang Jian immediately noticed the rotting corpse kneeling on the ground.

The corpse was almost completely decomposed, the clothes had turned to ashes, and the body was nothing but rotten skin and bones, making it impossible to recognize a human being, but the features around the abdomen were too obvious.

While the rest of the body was rotting, the belly area, though shrunken, was still barely intact.

The shriveled skin wrapped around a small lump of flesh, hanging on the belly, which immediately reminded Yang Jian of Zhou Zheng's disproportionately large belly.

"Zhou Zheng is dead, then what about Teacher Wang?"

Yang Jian quickly looked around, but did not find Teacher Wang's body in the corridor.

He turned to look into the classroom, only to be horrified to find another corpse next to the podium, completely decomposed, with no recognizable face or clothing. This caused Yang Jian to freeze.

He wasn't sure whether it was Teacher Wang's body or the body of a classmate who had died unexpectedly in the classroom.

At that moment, he could only hope that this wasn't Teacher Wang's corpse, otherwise such an ending would be too tragic.

If two people with supernatural powers, capable of confronting that old ghost head-on, are both dead, then this place is utterly hopeless.
Yang Jian was about to leave when he suddenly noticed something that looked like a walkie-talkie lying in front of Zhou Zheng's body.

Surrounded by decaying vegetation, the walkie-talkie appeared completely intact.

Yang Jian stepped forward and picked up the walkie-talkie. He remembered that Zhou Zheng had used this device to communicate with people before, and perhaps there would be a chance to use it to contact the outside world and request rescue.

hiss~
The sound of skin being torn suddenly rang out in the silent corridor, particularly noticeable in the quiet environment.

Just as Yang Jian picked up the walkie-talkie and was about to bend down and stand up, he stopped, his body tensed, his gaze moved stiffly, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Zheng's stomach.

Suddenly, a bluish-black infant arm tore open Zhou Zheng's withered belly and emerged from it.

With a swipe of its arm, it opened up the belly, and a bluish-black baby's head emerged from it. There was no white in its eyes; the completely black eyes exuded an unsettling eeriness and malevolence. At this moment, it was looking around curiously like a newborn.

Yang Jian was startled, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. At this moment, the ghost infant also turned its gaze to Yang Jian.

run!
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The baby-like screams echoed in the corridor, but Yang Jian didn't even turn his head. He turned and ran, using his ability to see through the darkness with his ghost eyes to quickly run downstairs.

(End of this chapter)