"Quick, it's very dangerous inside the building. This is the safest route." Chen Ge was very experienced. He avoided the rooms that might be dangerous and soon reached the third floor.
Stepping on the air conditioner, Chen Ge half-squatted outside the building, waiting for Zhou Tu, who was struggling to climb up.
"The secret is about to be revealed. The key is on its way. When Zhou Tu enters the art room, everything will be answered."
Zhou Tu should have been a very obedient child. He lived within the rules set by his teachers and parents and never stepped out of line. He was well protected from harm, and of course, he did not get to see the 'scenery' that only bad kids would get to see.
When he reached the third floor, Zhou Tu's arms started to shake. He did not dare look down, and his face was pale. "Sir, have we arrived?"
"We're on the fourth floor." His hands gripping the edge of the window, Chen Ge climbed to the art room on the fourth floor and looked through the gap.
The art room that had changed earlier had returned to normal, but the blood on the oil paintings had become brighter like they had just been painted, and the paint was still wet.
The window was too narrow, and it was very dangerous for one person to stand on it. Chen Ge was worried that Zhou Tu might go crazy when he saw the oil paintings, so after ensuring that it was safe, he signaled for Zhou Tu to crawl toward the room next to the art room.
"You go up first. Don't be afraid, I'll be behind you."
The fourth floor was very high. The night breeze caressed his body. Zhou Tu nodded with difficulty and climbed in the direction that Chen Ge had pointed.
After Zhou Tu entered the room, Chen Ge called for the other members to enter as well.
"One, two, three, four?"
Other than Zhou Tu, there were four other figures that had entered the fourth floor.
"There's one more?" Chen Ge was the last to jump into the room. He looked around with a frown. The room was not big, and there were only a few members inside. "When you came in, did you notice anything strange?"
"I didn't see anything that was obviously wrong, but when I got close to this building, I felt very uncomfortable, and now that I'm here, the feeling only intensified." Once Zhang Ju opened his mouth to speak, the scar on his face started to wiggle like a snake. He seemed to be very anxious.
Zhang Ju's shirt was almost completely dyed red. He was only one step away from becoming a Red Specter. The fact that he felt so unsettled when he was so close to the building meant that there was probably more than one Red Specter hiding inside the building.
This place was more dangerous than Chen Ge had imagined. Coupled with the fact that there was an additional figure, he became even more cautious.
"After we go to the oil painting room, regardless of whether Zhou Tu has regained his memory or not, we have to leave," Chen Ge said. He only left the room after everyone agreed.
The corridor on the fourth floor had not changed much since the last time he came here. It was gloomy and oppressive, as if it had not been used for many years.
"Zhou Tu, the art club that you're looking for is on the fourth floor, and the scene that you dreamt of is in the room next door." As soon as Chen Ge arrived at the corridor, he smelled a faint stench. He knew very well that at this moment, the corridor was filled with those upside-down monsters.
He had not attracted their attention yet, but the longer he dragged this out, the higher the chance of him being exposed.
This time, Chang Gu might not show up, so he had to end this as soon as possible.
"Stop looking around and go. Aren't you supposed to go to the art club? Push open that door, and the memory from your dream will be awakened! " Chen Ge had already wasted a lot of time at the school. The longer he stayed there, the less sense of security he felt. Chang Gu's appearance gave him a new hope to break through his current predicament.
"Is it here?" Zhou Tu walked out of the room and stopped at the door. He held the doorknob, but he did not have the courage to push it open.
"Why are you hesitating? The answer you're looking for is behind the door! No matter the result, as long as you want to regain your memory, do not hesitate! Push it open! " Chen Ge had lost his patience. The additional figure seemed to have disappeared, and the stench in the corridor thickened. The anxiety in his heart intensified.
Zhou Tu was the last member to regain his memory. He had seen how everyone looked after they regained their memory, and he knew how painful it was. Therefore, the pressure that he faced was the greatest.
To live in a false dream or to continue the painful memory — everyone had a different choice, and Zhou Tu was caught in a dilemma.
Gritting his teeth, his chest rose, and the veins on his arms popped. Finally, he pushed the door open!
"Bang!"
Due to the force, the door knocked into the wall with a soft thud.
The members of the supernatural phenomenon research club surrounded the door, and their eyes peered into the room.
"This looks like a normal art room."
"Even though it looks bloody, there is no smell of blood in the room. The red should be oil paint."
"Are these paintings painted by students? Why would they paint these things? "
The members chimed in, and they were all curious about the art room. Only Chen Ge and Zhou Tu did not say anything.
Chen Ge had been here once before, so he was able to maintain his composure. Zhou Tu, on the other hand, seemed to be so shocked that he forgot to speak.
"Don't just stand there in the corridor. It won't be good if someone sees us." Chen Ge signaled for the members to enter the room while he walked at the back.
"Mr. Bai …" Hearing Chen Ge's voice, Zhou Tu seemed to wake up from a dream. He pointed at the art room, and his face was filled with disbelief. "This … is the scene from my dream."
"I know. When I first heard you say it, I was very shocked, and that's why I agreed." Chen Ge had a smile on his face. He was like a big brother who could accept everything. "Go in and take a look. Look at your past, think about your original intention. No matter what choice you make, I hope you can remember one thing — we are not enemies."
Zhou Tu might be a Red Specter, so Chen Ge had to be prepared to ensure that he would not lose.
Entering the art room, everything was red. The walls were red, the floor was red, the oil paintings were red, and even the stains that could not be cleaned were dark red.
This was a red world, like a living hell, but it was filled with elegance.
Zhou Tu looked at the thirteen easels in the middle of the room. His eyes scanned the easels one by one before stopping on the fourth easel.
"I've definitely been to this art room before. I'm very familiar with this path."
Zhou Tu slowly walked to the side of the fourth easel. When he saw the painting on the easel, his body completely froze.
"Zhou Tu?"
No matter how the others called him, he did not respond. A trace of red appeared in his eyes like his soul had been sucked into the painting.
"I see it. The me in the painting is crying to me."
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