The school's trash was usually collected at a fixed location and then transported out of the school using a garbage truck. The room that Chen Ge was in should be the trash collection center of Jiujiang University.
The whole school's trash was collected here and sorted before being transported out of the school.
"This building is built between two campuses. Could it be that the two campuses share the same trash collection center?"
Chen Ge took out his phone and looked around. He noticed many strange things.
There were eight cubicles inside the building, and each cubicle had a wooden sign that had different words written on it.
The first cubicle said 'Waste Paper', and white paper, brown paper, paper cups, and paper lunch boxes littered the door.
The second cubicle said 'Plastic', and bottles of Coke and mineral water littered the ground.
The third cubicle said 'Metal', and the fourth cubicle said 'Tin Foil'. These were all normal, but starting from the fifth cubicle, the content on the wooden sign suddenly became strange.
There was only one word written on the wooden sign of the fifth cubicle — Human.
"Even humans are a type of trash?"
The door of the fifth cubicle was not locked, so Chen Ge pushed the door open lightly.
"Hiss …"
Inside the narrow cubicle hung many broken 'humans'. Their legs were tied up, and they hung from the ceiling. Their heads were facing downward, and their heads swayed lightly with the wind.
Chen Ge sucked in a cold breath. There were at least twenty to thirty 'humans' stuffed inside the small cubicle.
"These should be mannequins."
Raising his phone, Chen Ge snapped a picture of the hanging 'humans'. Other than these people, there was nothing else in the blurry picture.
Wiping away the sweat on his palms, Chen Ge raised his hand to touch the hanging 'humans'.
The feeling that came from his fingertips did not feel like rubber, and it was completely different from the skin of the dead. If anything, it felt like a living person.
It was warm, and the pores were breathing, and the blood was still flowing under the skin.
"They are very similar to living people, but it feels like they have lost their souls." Taking a step back, Chen Ge looked at the 'people' who were hanging upside down. Their eyes were all closed like they were asleep.
"I should stay away from them." Chen Ge was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that there was a 'person' at the deepest part of the cubicle. The silhouette of the 'person' was almost identical to the shadow in Room 413.
He was 1.6 meters tall, thin, and had almost no flesh on his body. He looked like a skeleton with a layer of skin.
His body shape is very similar to Black Shadow's. Could it be that the reason Black Shadow asked me to come to this wall has something to do with this' person '?
Chen Ge could not be a hundred percent sure that the 'person' inside the cubicle was the shadow's body. The space inside the cubicle was narrow, and it was filled with people hanging upside down. He could only get a rough look.
Let's ignore him for now. Let's see if I can climb over the wall first. If I can, I'll only need to travel between the east and west campuses.
Chen Ge took a few steps back and looked at the other cubicles.
The sixth cubicle had the words "Experimental Trash" written on it. The cubicle door was locked, so Chen Ge could not open it.
The seventh cubicle had the words "non-recyclable trash" written on it. As soon as Chen Ge got closer, he smelled a strong stench that almost suffocated him.
"This is too pungent."
The door of the seventh cubicle was also locked. Chen Ge walked past the door and prepared to go to the last cubicle. However, when he passed the door, a man's voice suddenly came from inside the cubicle.
"Is there someone outside?"
Chen Ge froze where he was. He turned his head around stiffly and stared at the door of the seventh cubicle.
He did not expect to hear a living person's voice coming from the cubicle that stored non-recyclable trash!
"I hear footsteps. You're outside the door now, right?"
"I'm the administrator of the garbage sorting center. Can you help me open the door? When I came in to move the garbage, the door was hit by something. As a result, I accidentally locked myself in the garbage sorting storage room."
The man's voice sounded normal, but there were many suspicious points in his words.
The door of the cubicle could only be opened from the outside, and there was a steel lock on the door. No matter how hard one knocked against the door, it would not lock oneself inside.
"I know you're outside. Can you help me? The spare key should be on the second floor … "
The man was still shouting at the door, but there was no response from Chen Ge. After half a minute, the man appeared to have given up.
"Is there no one? I still want to trick him into coming in and then consume him bit by bit. Ha ha ha, the smell inside this room is getting better and better. What do you guys think? "
"He probably hasn't left yet. I'll bet ten fingers."
"But he has already heard our conversation. He won't come in to save us. Just give up, you ugly, dirty, hateful people."
"I'm thinking about whether I should go out from the back door and drag the man inside. He must not know that we can actually run out of the room at any time, right?"
"That is the backup plan that we have left for ourselves! Don't expose yourself just because you're happy! "
"But he has already heard our secret. Why don't we just kill him? What do you guys say?"
"If we kill him, we'll still be exposed, you idiots! I've already stuffed so many people's brains into your skulls last time, so how come you're still so dumb? "
Listening to the heated discussion inside the room, Chen Ge's face blanched. Inside this cubicle that stored non-recyclable trash, there was only one man's voice, but he appeared to be playing many different roles.
He was playing many people like he was suffering from schizophrenia.
However, the difference between this man and schizophrenia patients was that each of his personas was extremely crazy and sick. His way of thinking was completely different from a normal person.
"The people inside this room have been corrupted by negative emotions. Even in the world behind the blood door, I rarely see such a sick person."
Chen Ge left without hesitation. He glanced at the eighth cubicle.
This cubicle was built at the deepest part of the building. There was no wooden board on the door, and there was no sign. The door was very clean, and it did not look like it was used to store trash.
"This is such a scary school. Even the place where trash is sorted is so uncomfortable."
Stepping over the black plastic bag that was still leaking blood, Chen Ge raised his phone and came to the second floor.
There were some tools stacked on the second floor, and it looked much cleaner than the first floor.
Chen Ge did not stop and headed straight for the only window in the building.
The small window faced the night school, and there were many stains on the glass. Standing inside the room, Chen Ge could not even see what was outside the window.
"The monster inside the seventh cubicle said that he can come out at any time. Whether he's lying or not, I can't stay here any longer. However, I should pay attention to this place. Perhaps it will come in handy in the future."
His hand reached toward the window. Before Chen Ge could push it open, a shrill sound entered his ears. It sounded like someone was using their nails to scratch the glass.
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