Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

The second class had just ended when the female teacher walked in from outside, her face very serious.

She slammed the door shut, stood on the podium looking down at the students with a cold smile on her face.

The students below the stage all returned to their seats, and there was complete silence. The atmosphere in the classroom was terrifyingly low. Chen Ji felt a tightness in his heart and suddenly had a bad feeling.

After a while, the female teacher finally sat down.

“I’ve said it before, students should act like students.”

Her voice was low, clearly suppressing her anger: "But there are just a few students who don't listen in class and then do weird things after class!"

For some reason, Chen Ji sensed that when she said those words, she glanced at the six outsiders.

"If the dorm supervisor hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that someone was secretly playing Ouija board games with classmates behind the teachers' backs!"

Ouija board?

Ding Xiang's gaze sharpened, and her eyes briefly met those of the burly man beside her. Both of them remembered the pen that had been taken from their dormitory lockers!

Du Tingfeng seemed to be deep in thought, and he had some clues about the reasons for the changes in the teachers and students in the cram school.

These strange phenomena and taboos are clearly not caused by humans. Could it be that someone released evil spirits while playing with a Ouija board?

Chen Ji kept his head down and remained quiet. He was more concerned about something else: who was summoning the Ouija board?

The pen was found in their dormitory, but it belonged to a girl who used to live there. The dormitory manager should have known this.

The female teacher didn't confront them directly, so she probably knew what was going on. But why did she announce it to all the students?

Unless, of course, the one who summoned the Ouija board was also a former member of the girls' dormitory, and is sitting in this classroom right now!

Chen Ji immediately realized this fact. He glanced around at the people and suddenly saw Fang Jia in the seat in front of him tilting her head slightly and staring at the corner of the classroom.

There sat a long-haired girl, very delicate, one of the few students whose facial features had not disappeared.

This girl was always quiet in class and had a very low profile.

Her name is Meng Yue.

Was it her who summoned the Ouija board?

Chen Ji's eyes flashed, and he looked at her carefully for a moment, realizing that Meng Yue's condition was very strange.

Meng Yue lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, and was trembling slightly, looking very scared.

"If any of you know which bad apple started this trend, tell me before evening self-study tomorrow," the female teacher suddenly said, glancing at Chen Ji and the others intentionally or unintentionally.

"The sooner you speak up, the less likely the consequences will be."

She said something meaningful, then turned and left.

The clatter of high heels faded into the distance, and the atmosphere in the classroom relaxed. Fang Jia had already gotten up and walked to the long-haired girl's side.

In the corner, the two had only exchanged a few words when the long-haired girl suddenly burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, and became somewhat out of control.

Chen Ji and the others sat around Du Tingfeng's desk, watching Fang Jia bend down and hug her, offering a few words of comfort before returning to Wu Yan's side.

"Meng Yue is in a bad mood." Fang Jia said with sympathy, her expression somewhat somber.

"She kept crying, saying she was very scared."

"Did she say anything else?" the burly man pressed. "Did she mention the Ouija board?"

Fang Jia shook her head.

"No, I asked her, but she absolutely refused to say."

The trail went cold. The burly man, unwilling to give up, limped over to Meng Yue and tried to talk to her, but received no response.

Meng Yue remained slumped over the table, her shoulders trembling, and she occasionally let out a sob.

She didn't sit up until the school bell rang again. Chen Ji noticed that her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed absent-minded.

......

Winter nights come exceptionally early. By six o'clock, the sky was already completely dark, and a crescent moon hung faintly in the sky.

It was the long break before evening self-study, and a few people sat around in the cafeteria, the atmosphere heavy.

Not far from them, Meng Yue sat alone at the dining table, eating her meal in silence.

She seemed to have no friends, and students passing by would deliberately stay away from her desk.

Wu Yan glanced at everyone, a hint of nervousness on her face, and stood up to walk towards Meng Yue.

This was Du Tingfeng's idea. He believed that Meng Yue was unlikely to want to talk to boys, and Ding Xiang was too cold-hearted. Only Wu Yan, who appeared kind and gentle, was the best choice to approach her.

As they ate, they discussed the day's lessons, all of them glancing slightly at Wu Yan out of the corner of their eyes.

Wu Yan took a deep breath, picked up two drinks, and sat down next to Meng Yue.

"Try this. The chef said it's a new product, and it tastes pretty good." She said gently, pushing a drink towards Meng Yue.

"Ah, you are...?"

Meng Yue looked up, somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting anyone to treat her like this.

“I’m in the same class as you. I sit behind you. My name is Wu Yan.”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you before..."

Meng Yue smiled shyly, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible. She looked at the drink in front of her, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Wu Yan looked at her as if she were meeting a junior colleague, and her tone unconsciously became very gentle: "I saw a strawberry charm on your backpack. It's strawberry flavored too. You should try it."

After saying that, she inserted the straw into Meng Yue's mouth.

Meng Yue nodded, took a sip of her drink, then suddenly stopped and took several large gulps.

"Is it delicious?" Wu Yan asked with a smile.

"Uh-huh!"

Holding the drink in both hands, a faint glimmer of light finally appeared in Meng Yue's dim eyes. "Thank you!"

Wu Yan wanted to say something more, but then she noticed the burly man winking at her, so she had no choice but to change the subject: "By the way, I saw you crying in class today. Did something bother you?"

"It's nothing... it's just that classes are a bit annoying, and my grades aren't good either."

Meng Yue lowered her head, her tone slightly unnatural.

Thinking back to her own school days, Wu Yan suddenly felt a strong sense of empathy for Meng Yue's anxiety.

She told Meng Yue about her fears when she was in school, such as being afraid of getting bad grades and being scolded by her parents, and worrying about not getting into university. Gradually, Meng Yue felt like she had found a kindred spirit and started talking more.

After chatting for a while, Wu Yan glanced at her watch and said softly, "Let's go, it's time for class."

Meng Yue did not get up.

"I don't want to go back to class..."

"Why?" Wu Yan thought she was a little anxious because of what she said, so she quickly comforted her: "It's okay, we'll see later. What we talked about today is nothing serious."

"Will not."

Meng Yue's voice suddenly trembled. She was silent for a while, then suddenly burst into tears: "The Ouija board has already told me that I will be fired this week!"

"what?!"

Meng Yue raised her head, a faint, wan smile appearing on her tear-streaked face:

"The Ouija board also said that I would die within three days."