To sum it up, the world behind the door was actually a nightmare for Meng Nan's main persona.
When the boy woke up, the path that connected this world to the real world might close, or it might just disappear.
If there was no 'door' at Chen Ge's Haunted House, perhaps he would have accepted the old man's explanation, but the appearance of 'doors' at two different places was not something that could be explained by a little boy's nightmare.
Chen Ge did not reveal that his Haunted House also had a door. He looked at the old man and asked another question.
"You said that this is a boy's nightmare, and everything inside it is manifested from the boy's subconscious. Then can you tell me, what role do you play in this nightmare? Or rather, what do you symbolize in his nightmare? "
The expression on the old man's face froze, but he did not avoid the question. "Like you, I came from outside the nightmare. We are outsiders, and even in the nightmare, we are playing ourselves. "
"Acting as myself?" Chen Ge had come in from the outside world, so his appearance had not changed.
The old man did not have any life force on him, and the thing that caught Chen Ge's attention was the blood red doctor's uniform that he was wearing.
His eyes scanned the uniform, and a thought crossed Chen Ge's mind.
Could the old man have been wearing this coat when he entered the world behind the door? What had he done to be able to dye his white coat red?
When he first saw the old man, Chen Ge had a guess in his heart.
The director of the Third Sick Hall had disappeared several years ago, and even now, he had not been found.
The old man before him, be it in terms of age or presence, was similar to the director. Therefore, Chen Ge suspected that the old director had not disappeared but had entered the world behind the door for various reasons.
He had read the few letters left behind by the old director, and in the last letter, the old director did express some curiosity about the world behind the door.
However, because he had read the old director's letters and had a good impression of the old director, he could not reconcile the old director in his mind with this Red Specter before him.
Shaking his head to chase away the thought, Chen Ge calmed down.
His understanding of the old dean was merely from the few letters written by the dean himself.
No one would slander themselves when writing a letter to an outsider, so the old headmaster shown in those letters might not necessarily be the real headmaster.
Thinking about the electroshock therapy room, the crowded and dirty First Sick Hall, and the Second Sick Hall that preferred to be empty, Chen Ge took a light breath and started to be extra careful.
"Do you understand what I'm saying? Do not wake the child. Put him down, and I'll take you away from this nightmare. "The old man's voice was very comforting, and it always made people subconsciously ignore the danger he posed.
Chen Ge slowly walked toward the door. "I will not harm this child, but the condition is that you have to tell me the way to leave so that I can see your sincerity."
"It's easy to leave. You just have to step through that door …"
"Bang!"
The old man was interrupted when an explosion came from the Third Sick Hall. It sounded like one of the rooms had exploded.
Hearing this voice, the old man's expression became serious. His pale face twisted, and he could no longer maintain his benevolence.
"What happened?" Chen Ge had a feeling that this change had something to do with Zhang Ya. When the old man walked in, he saw that the old man's fingers were twisted, and his arms were twisted unnaturally. Obviously, he had suffered an unexpected blow when he was blocking something.
"It's nothing, just a small problem," the old man said darkly. He stood in the middle of the door and raised his head to look at Chen Ge. "Give me the child, and I'll take you out now."
There was no other expression on the pale face, and it gave off a creepy feeling. The old man had finally dropped his disguise.
"Send me away first, or else there's no room for negotiation." Chen Ge was determined. His hand that held the knife was shaking from nervousness. This was the first time he had faced a Red Specter.
"You want to leave, right? Okay, come with me. "The old man turned around, and he suddenly became more energetic.
Chen Ge did not dare let his guard down. He followed behind carefully, maintaining a three-meter distance from the old man.
From his perspective, no matter what the old man did within three meters, he would be able to react in time, but he only took two steps before he realized that he had underestimated the power of a Red Specter.
Technically speaking, he only took one step. Before he took the second step, his leg that was dangling in the air lost all feeling.
He lowered his head to look. When he was conversing with the old man earlier, blood vessels that were invisible to the naked eye had crawled up his leg. The blood vessels were crawling into his flesh like poisonous worms.
"Didn't you want to leave? Come with me. "The old man turned his head around. His eyes were sunken, and his face was covered in wrinkles. He had a creepy smile on his face.
Chen Ge did not dare follow him anymore. He gripped the knife and wanted to retreat, but the leg that was dangling in the air refused to listen to him, and it continued to move forward!
"Is it because of those blood vessels?" Chen Ge's scalp was numb. He had no idea how many blood vessels had crawled into his left leg, but the scariest thing was, as the old man spoke, more and more blood vessels crawled out from the cracks on the floor and the walls. They crawled toward Chen Ge like small snakes.
Seeing the surging blood vessels, if this was someone else, they would have lost their mind and started to swing the knife in their hand.
However, Chen Ge had a natural ability. The more dangerous the situation was, the calmer he would be.
The knife in his hand was placed on the boy's neck. Chen Ge allowed the blood vessels to crawl up his body, and his knife continued to press down.
The old man purposely turned around to make him lower his guard, but now he turned his head back to look at him.
If the old man had enough confidence, he would not have gone through so much trouble. He would still be worried about the boy.
Chen Ge could not understand why the old man would be afraid of the boy's awakening. However, in a situation like this, the more afraid the old man was, the more Chen Ge wanted to do it.
The knife sliced through the boy's skin, but there was no blood coming out from the boy's neck. Strangely enough, the blood vessels that the old man controlled would go out of control once they got close to the boy, and they would enter the boy's body through the wound on the boy's neck.
"These blood vessels appear to belong to the boy. Could it be that the old man has stolen the boy's power?"
Chen Ge had discovered the old man's secret, and he became bolder. The knife fell, and the old man's scream echoed in his ears.
The sharp knife sank into the boy's collarbone. The boy, whose eyelids had been twitching, clenched his fingers, and his eyes flew open!
The blood vessels in the room split into two. One struggled backward, and the other was sucked into the boy's body.
"You madman! You've woken up the devil! "
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