Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

The dormitory supervisor's bony hands were gripping the girl's wrist tightly, as if he wanted to crush her bones.

Just then, the faceless girl suddenly turned her head and looked at Zeng Mingwei's bed, where the neatly made quilt seemed to have a slight indentation.

With her last hope, she lunged forward, seemingly certain that Ding Xiang's horrified face would appear when the blanket was pulled back.

Chen Ji kicked the blanket away before she could react.

Below, there was nothing but a hard bed board.

The dormitory supervisor seemed to have completely lost her patience. With a snap, the faceless girl's wrist went limp as if it had lost its bones, and she was dragged out of the room.

Chen Ji stood at the door, waved his hand, and watched the faceless woman and the dormitory supervisor leave before closing the door.

Almost simultaneously, all three of them let out a long sigh of relief.

The burly man struggled to sit up, rubbed his back, and crawled to the other side of the bed.

The blanket that had been piled behind his waist suddenly moved, and Ding Xiang crawled out from inside, his face full of lingering fear.

During the dormitory check, she hid there, relying entirely on the muscular man with the limp for cover. Fortunately, she was very petite, and it was difficult for her to be discovered when she curled up.

"What happened just now?" she whispered, unable to see anything while hiding under the covers.

"The dormitory manager took a pen from the cabinet..." Du Tingfeng said thoughtfully.

"I checked that locker; it only contained some study materials. Why would she specifically take that pen?"

Chen Ji looked at the open locker, which contained some notebooks and textbooks, with a few colorful rubber bands scattered in the corner.

The burly man glanced at the cabinet, then, as if remembering something, suddenly asked Chen Ji:

How did you know we just moved in?

The world of the domain cannot be explained by common sense. Although they have only been here for a day, it does not mean that they are new to the dormitory.

Most of the time, the timeline here will assign a prior identity to the newcomers, and it is very likely that they have been in school for a long time in the eyes of the NPCs.

Chen Ji pointed to the door: "The nameplate on the door is newly replaced; the glue hasn't even dried yet."

Before entering the room, he tapped on the sign with their names on it, and a girl's name was vaguely visible underneath. This used to be the girls' dormitory.

Ding Xiang nodded, then suddenly said, "I also have boys' things in my closet in the dorm."

The floors for men and women must have just been switched.

Du Tingfeng believed that there must be some reason behind the exchange of floors, but the burly man disagreed, feeling that it had nothing to do with the domain's mission.

"Perhaps if the girls' dormitory is on the first floor, it will be too lacking in privacy," Ding Xiang also said. If it remains as it is, boys will inevitably have to pass through the corridor when going upstairs, which will cause embarrassment and inconvenience for girls when washing up.

Chen Ji didn't think much about that; there were too few clues right now. He was more interested in the pen that the dormitory manager had taken away.

It's normal to have pens in the dorm. Unless the pen has a purpose that the students don't know about, the dorm supervisor has no reason to confiscate it, as it doesn't violate any school rules.

He glanced at the clock; there were still twenty minutes left until the agreed meeting time.

He walked to the window, forcefully opened the lock, and loose rust fell off and scattered all over the floor.

The boys' dormitory is on the first floor, and there is a large open space outside.

"Go through the window, don't make a sound."

Chen Ji gestured to Ding Xiang and added, "After you go out, go back to your dorm. Remember to make some noise so that the dorm supervisor can see you coming in from outside."

Ding Xiang nodded, her petite body moving as nimbly as a cat as she silently slipped out of the window.

A short while later, the group heard a loud bang from the corridor outside, followed by Ding Xiang's soft exclamation.

"I'm sorry, teacher. I just came back from the library. I had too many books with me and couldn't hold them all."

A cold snort came from the end of the corridor, and then the iron door slammed shut.

......

The sky was overcast and the air was filled with a biting chill.

Chen Ji and his group stood in a small grove of trees, near the playground, where hardly anyone came.

It's still lunch break time; class starts in 30 minutes.

Wu Yan held Ding Xiang's hand, looking nervous. She and Fang Jia's roommates hadn't returned to the dormitory at noon. After hearing what had happened, they were terrified that the roommates weren't human either.

Du Tingfeng flicked his fingers, becoming the second person in the team to be injured.

He had terrible luck; as he was leaving the house, his hand was inexplicably caught in the door, causing his fingers to bruise.

Du Tingfeng didn't seem to care much: "What are you afraid of?"

“Even if they were ghosts, they would still have to follow the rules just like us. Didn’t you see how scared Ding Xiang’s roommates were by the dorm supervisor?”

"Besides, didn't you spend some time with them after you went back?" Du Tingfeng looked at Ding Xiang: "Was there anything different?"

Ding Xiang shook her head. She wasn't so scared anymore. Apart from her furtive behavior, her faceless roommate was no different from any other normal student.

"However, I always felt like they were spying on me."

She felt a chill run down her spine when she thought of her roommates peeping at her at noon. They had no facial features, so even if they were spying, they wouldn't be able to tell.

Chen Ji stood at the edge of the woods, gazing at the playground. People walked by from time to time; some looked normal, while others had completely lost their facial features.

"There might be some unexpected changes this afternoon," Chen Ji said, his expression somewhat grim.

"I just saw the boy sitting to my right, and his face disappeared too."

The identities of these faceless students are very likely closely related to this mission, and the group decided to find out about them one by one after arriving at the classroom.

"Ring ring..."

With the ringing of the school bell, afternoon classes quickly began.

The changes far exceeded everyone's expectations!

When they entered the classroom, they discovered that almost everyone's face was blank.

Only a few girls' faces remain unchanged.

But the most serious problem is that everyone can no longer discuss this mission!

Once inside the classroom, everyone's mouths seemed to be under a spell; no one could utter a sound if they tried to discuss the domain and missions.

They tried several alternative words and finally confirmed that only school-related words could be used.

Chen Ji frowned slightly; this sudden new rule reminded him of the slogans on the blackboard before.

As a student, one should act like a student.

He had heard this guiding phrase before, as had Du Tingfeng, Zhuang Han, and others.

This is a very common phrase on campus.

But in a repeat-year high school, this proverb carries an indescribable sense of oppression and gloom.

If they don't comply, they will face a price.

death.

This world, like the hand on Zeng Mingwei's corpse, is gradually shrinking inward, pushing them ever closer to the role of students in an extreme way...