Chapter 55
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The chair was placed in the middle of the corridor, and to get to the second floor, one would have to walk past it.
The encounter at the female dormitory was still fresh in Chen Ge's mind. The chair appeared to approach living humans.
He hid at the corner of the stairs and hesitated.
With a backrest, this chair is completely different from the chairs at the activity center. They should have been moved here from somewhere else, but why would they leave this chair at the activity center?
Based on the design, the chairs on the second floor were similar to the chairs at the female dormitory. They were probably distributed by the school to every student.
Chen Ge used his phone to shine on the sign of the opposite room, and it said Music. The dance studio isn't on the second floor. Should I go up to the third floor? But what if there's another chair in the middle of the third-floor corridor? I'll be chased to the corner of the stairs, and the chair will block my way down …
The scary image flashed in his mind. Chen Ge thought about it and decided not to run. He gripped the mallet and walked down the second-floor corridor.
The corridor was dark, and he could not see the end. The doors on both sides were closed, and the windows were covered in dust. It was hard to see what was hidden inside the classrooms.
Chen Ge moved slowly. He did not neglect other things just because the chair was right in front of him.
In fact, from Chen Ge's perspective, the empty classrooms on both sides were scarier.
No one has been here for who knows how long. The floor is covered in dust, and the footprints can't be cleaned. If the person behind me enters the activity center, he'll definitely notice me. Even in such a strange environment, Chen Ge did not forget to multitask in case a third party showed up. I need to speed up and end this as soon as possible!
The light on the phone swayed with Chen Ge's arm, and he got closer and closer to the chair.
There doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of. Do you think a chair can kill me? Chen Ge walked around the chair. It gave him the impression that it was just a normal chair.
Should I take it apart to take a look? That was what Chen Ge thought. He raised the mallet to knock the chair down, and suddenly he saw something written under the chair.
Qian Yujiao? It sounds like a girl's name. "
The appearance of this name further confirmed Chen Ge's previous speculation. The chair was indeed not an original item of the Rec Center, but belonged to someone else.
When the school held a large-scale event, the students would bring their own chairs to participate. In order to prevent confusion, many people would write their names under the chairs.
"Is there a name under the chair in the girls' dormitory?" Chen Ge memorized the name in his heart. He thought about it and decided not to smash the chair. Instead, he placed it inside the classroom next door. "The longer I stay here, the more uncomfortable I feel. I should hurry to the third floor."
He retraced his steps and went up the stairs to the third floor.
There was nothing in the empty corridor. Chen Ge pushed open the doors of a few classrooms. The tables and chairs were stacked at the back of the room. Some of the walls had been freshly painted, and it was obvious that there were two different colors.
"The school is about to be closed down. Why are they repainting now? Who are you decorating for? " The experience at Ping An Apartment made a thought appear in Chen Ge's mind. "The new paint should be to hide something."
He used the mallet to scratch the surface of the wall. To his surprise, the wall behind the new paint looked normal. There were no blood stains or women's hair like he expected.
"It can't be that simple." He walked through several classrooms and realized that not every classroom had a new paint spot. The few spots that had a new paint spot were very close to the drainage pipes inside the building.
"Before the school closed down, this building's drainage system should have been reinstalled." Chen Ge raised his head to look around. "The classrooms on the first and second floor of the Rec Center both look like they have been used before. Only the classrooms on the third floor appear to have stopped being used before the school closed down."
The tables and chairs were stacked together, and there was not even a piece of chalk on the podium. Some of the classroom doors were even locked.
"Haunted? Murder? Is there a safety hazard? " There were many reasons for the school to be closed down, and Chen Ge could not be sure. He exited the classroom and headed up to the fourth floor.
On the stairs, Chen Ge kept turning back, but the chair did not chase after him.
When he reached the middle of the third and fourth floor, he noticed a wooden board hanging from the stairs. The words' No Entry 'were written on it, and there were several ropes tied around the board.
Since he was already there, Chen Ge would not turn back just because of a wooden board. He placed the board aside and crawled under the ropes.
When he reached the fourth floor, Chen Ge saw a peeling sign hanging on the door facing the stairs.
"The dance studio!" After searching around the Rec Center for so long, he finally found the place where the red dancing shoes were most likely to be.
The layout of the fourth floor was different from the other floors. Several classrooms were separated and merged into one.
Tearing off the seal and picking the lock, Chen Ge pushed open the door to the dance studio that had been sealed for years.
Time seemed to have forgotten about this place, and everything looked the same as it did several years ago.
The smooth wooden floor was covered in dust, and there was an indescribable smell in the room. It appeared like the place had been sprayed with a large amount of deodorant, but due to the lack of air circulation and the fact that the place had been sealed for so many years, the smell of the deodorant had changed into a new kind of stench.
Chen Ge leaned against the wall as he entered the room. The dance studio was very professional. To make it easier for the students to practice, the wooden floor was covered with glue. Perhaps afraid that the speakers would disturb the other classrooms downstairs, the walls were covered with sound-absorbing cotton and soundproof panels.
"This is the first time I've seen such a large dance studio." Chen Ge raised his phone and shone the light into the distance.
There was a wall-mounted lever on the wall, and the height could be adjusted freely. Underneath it was a row of low chairs for the students to rest.
At the other end of the dance studio, six full-length mirrors were placed side by side. The mirrors were seamlessly joined together, and each mirror was about one meter wide and two meters tall.
"I almost forgot that there are mirrors in the dance studio." Looking at the full-length mirrors that covered the entire wall, Chen Ge sucked in a cold breath. At the center of the mirrors were three chairs with backrests.
"Three of them at the same time?" Chen Ge gritted his teeth and walked toward the three chairs. His every movement was reflected in the mirrors.
Looking at his reflection in the dance studio in the early morning, the closer Chen Ge got, the more uncertain he became.
He resisted the urge to smash the mirrors and put down the three chairs. Similar to the chair that he had seen earlier, each chair had a girl's name written on it.
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