escape from sick school

【00:00:11】

You leaned sideways on the innermost mahogany bookshelf, staring fixedly at the door.The half-meter-wide bookshelf just covers your figure, and there is an aisle on both sides for two people to run side by side.There are a total of 10 bookshelves in 5 rows and 50 columns, which is a good place to throw monsters for the chasing battle that may be about to happen.

【00:00:01】

coming!

【00:00:00】

Don't start, you look away from the door without thinking.Since the countdown stopped, the air in the library seemed to be solidified and thick, and an oppressive and ominous atmosphere filled the place.Suddenly a sentence flashed in your mind inexplicably: "When you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you."

You lowered your eyes and carefully listened to the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, using this to judge the opponent's position. At this time, he should be not far from the gate, and still some distance away from you.Despite the cover of the bookshelf you are sure you won't be found, at least not so soon...

!!!

You were startled, a vague black shadow was vaguely reflected on the shiny tiles covering the wall in front of you, and your unclear face hidden by the bookshelf.

woccccccc dies!

You curse inwardly, you can only secretly pray that the other party's eyesight is not good enough to see fleas like a wheel, while looking around for a route to escape.

You glanced to the right, and there was a row of half-height low cabinets, probably used to store outdated books, periodicals and newspapers.If it is not completely filled, it can hide a high school student.

You glanced to the left again, the hazy black figure did not move forward again, and stopped in the middle of the crossroad surrounded by bookshelves, as if thinking about which way to go.

Ah, let's go this way then.The other party seemed to snap his fingers happily, maintain the established route, and move forward at a leisurely pace.

Run or hide first?

Time is running out!

The black shadow was getting closer and closer, and a small elongated shadow of the man appeared on the ground.

You bit your lower lip, tiptoed quickly and carefully to the low cabinet, and stretched out your hand.

Gula——

Suddenly there was an abrupt and weird sound in the quiet living room, which was no different from thunder on the ground.

Shu Baici was startled, then quickened his pace and reached the end in just a few steps.He stood in front of the low cabinet, the thick and deep luster was like his brown-black pupils, as if he was about to confide something.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and whispered in his mouth: "Don't...don't be in a hurry." His white fingers touched the copper doorknob, and it only took a little force to pull it away...slowly revealing the other person's hiding place , looking at the outside light and his own eyes licking the frightened and pale face of the man inch by inch... Really, Shu Baici's inaudible chuckle made people feel distressed.

"Song Qiao, let's go back." The voice that was originally clear and bright now became deeper, as gentle as a double bass.

The boy no longer hesitated, and simply pulled away the last barrier.The ear-piercing sound of bones spewed out along with the fine dust, and the unique ink smell of old books and periodicals scattered in all directions.The young man held his breath subconsciously, and when the dust cleared, he took a closer look, how could there be any figure?There are only old books and periodicals stuffed in front of me.

Facing a cabinet of books, Shu Baici was silent for a second.

He straightened up, standing at the intersection of light and shadow, with half of his body hidden in the darkness, like a gentlemanly vampire spread in the Middle Ages, after slowly tidying up the ashes sprinkled on his cuffs and the folds of his tie, he gently pushed After closing the wooden door, he turned around and said, "Haven't you played enough..."

Seemingly feeling that there was something funny about what he said just now, the boy couldn't help but chuckled in a low voice, but sighed heavily again.

"#*%&※%※*&*."

A gust of wind blew up outside the window, huddled together and toppled the thick flannel curtains in an instant, and scattered the young man's words before they had time to form a sentence.

The weather that was originally clear suddenly turned low, black clouds quickly gathered, and a burst of thunder exploded suddenly, as if to issue some kind of warning.

Another flash of white light pierced the silent darkness of the library, revealing a pale face under the darkness, with countless strands of jet-black hair fluttering up and down, brushing over the drooping eyelashes.

Shu Baici moved a bit, raised his eyes and stared at the flying curtains indifferently, after looking at them for a while, he turned his back and left.

The wind is still howling, but everything seems to be calm again.

The bell tower next to the low cabinet suddenly moved, and a vague black figure crawled out slowly, staged a big change in the black silence.

You leaned your back lightly on the clock tower, breathed in and out of your nostrils once and for all, and carefully hummed the gasp you were trying to suppress just now.The palms were still stacked on the heart, and they slapped the palms with rapid ups and downs.

It takes a few minutes to catch your breath and get out of that near-death terror where your mind is in a dazed blank space.

You feel the bone-cold temperature of the clock tower behind you, and your heart feels frightened for a while, and your steady heartbeat thumps again.

Almost, almost found out.

Just go a little further...

Your throat is a little dry, and your brain uncontrollably recalls the pair of white sneakers that you curled up in the clock tower and suddenly appeared in your vision.

The interior of the clock tower is hollow, and half a layer of wood can just cover the upper body. It is difficult to find that there is a person hiding here if you don't look closely.

Maybe you really didn't notice it, you comforted yourself, but there was a lot of self-deception.

Now my location is the library on the third floor of the complex building, the downstairs is the classroom staff office, the fourth floor is the art room and music room, the fifth floor is the respective offices of the principal and vice-principal and...

An information repository.

There should be clues to the identity of the male protagonist. You walked out while thinking, carefully observing the surroundings, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, you quietly left the library and quickly ran to the stairs on the other side of the building without a trace.

Now it is probably safe for the time being, if you don’t take the initiative to find the wandering boss, it won’t be so easy. You open your legs, and your footsteps are extremely light like a cat’s. The ending is not far away, maybe you can go out early, relax for a while and have a good meal...

You hold the doorknob, pause your wrist slightly, and hold your breath involuntarily——

opened!

You were overjoyed, and hurried in with light steps and small steps. The dark green-painted door was tightly and seamlessly attached to the door frame of the same color along the hinge, isolating the last ray of light and the peeping of the poisonous snake hidden in the dark.

Facing the dark and rotten atmosphere in the depths of the room, you carefully avoided the sundries piled up to the door, and turned on the light with a bang. A cold glare reflected in the harsh light.

Mites are floating in the air, surrounded by dust visible to the naked eye, you have to raise your hand to cover your mouth and nose, frowning, pick the one that starts with "s" and walk straight away.

The door of the green leather lacquer cabinet is made into a sliding type, and four pieces of glass of the same size are firmly embedded in the dark green door frame. Through the mottled glass, you can see a thick stack of papers inside, which is similar to that in the teacher's office. It looks like a pile of bundled review rolls.

You tried to push the door, and it slid obediently to the other side with a little force, revealing the long-sealed inside docilely, and piles of "props" that may have recorded important clues were exposed unsuspectingly. In front of you, it seems that you can hear the siren's soft, seductive low-pitched voice back and forth intentionally or unintentionally, like the hiss of a cunning snake tempting Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.

Five fingers clawed against the edge of the cabinet door, time seemed to press the pause button at this moment.

Everything went very smoothly, and it seemed that the level could be cleared in the next second. Even if it was almost discovered before, it passed by without any danger...

Is it really a near miss?

The sound of unhurried footsteps approached steadily from far to near, but stopped midway amid the sudden sudden change of wind and the weather full of visions.

Suddenly the weather, the bell didn't ring for nearly an hour, the information room that anyone can enter and exit at will.

The whistling sound of the wind faintly hit your sensitive nerves, and an indescribable anxiety rose from the toes to the hair for no reason.

There is also the Pandora's Box lying quietly inside the cabinet, as if silently inviting others to open it.

The brain is running at high speed, and you suddenly capture a passage at the moment when there is a lot of information.

"...Note: According to the hero's special value, the difficulty of escape is raised to S..."

This is the difficulty of s, right?

It has already been insightful, and even the question is not brought out of the mouth, just like this, the tip of the tongue calmly flows from top to bottom, slowly uttering a fixed and unchanging statement.

Soon this calm could not maintain the illusory illusion, and it was crumbling in bursts of panic, hanging on the human skin.

You let go of the hand that tightened the stingy edge of the door, without heeding the temptation of Pandora, turned around and left neatly, like an extremely rational chess player, who can calmly analyze the current situation and call out countermeasures even if the general is in a mess, and use the advantages he has grasped to come back .

He's probably already aware of it.

You walk around the narrow and cramped corridor, and the Margaret, Queen Elizabeth II, and Mona Lisa hanging on the walls pass by in silence, silently watching this naughty boy who is not polite and running in the corridor.

Going downstairs and going upstairs are not the same stairs. The one you go upstairs is no different from the ordinary stairs, and the style design is well-regulated, without any extravagance; but now the one under your feet is as exquisite as it was repaired in a medieval European court. I don’t know whether the handrails are natural or waxed. The built-in light-controlled ceiling lamp above the head is glowing softly, winding down the stairs together with the scarlet carpet, all the way The portraits of Margaret and others have also changed from those of Margaret to Napoleon leading the horse, Alexander's Eastern Expedition, etc. The background of the bloody war is plain

Cover this elegant aisle with a depressing silk cloth called history.

The gazes of the monarchs seemed to penetrate the canvas, examining the uninvited guest calmly after several centuries, but they also chose to remain silent.

You open your mouth slightly, try your best to stabilize the expansion and contraction of your lungs and the strength of your toes, and find a delicate balance between speed and strength.

Abandoning important clues means giving up the branch line, and taking the simplest and rude customs clearance mode, even if the customs is finally cleared, the rewards will not be good.

... who cares.

There are absolutely no small bugs in this game.

——What happens if you fail to escape?

Almost subconsciously instinctively thought about this frightening question.

Is this the way out?Accidentally set a flag again, you joked about yourself as if you were having a hard time, and suppressed the fishy sweetness in your mouth to maintain the set speed downward.

third floor.

The second floor.

First floor and a half.

The taste of rust in his mouth was getting stronger and stronger, and his left abdomen was also throbbing faintly.

...Wait, this body is too weak, right? !You know something is wrong.

#湖转DER系统君: After all, this is s difficulty ()#

Even if you want to complain at this moment, you are powerless, so you have to resign yourself to running stupidly, and you dare not slow down until you run out of the gate.

Before the darkness had dissipated, the sky had already started to drizzle lightly. Although it was small but dense, it hit your head non-stop, and slid down your face along the condensed strands of hair.Soon the shirt on his body was smeared with water stains, revealing the thin young body.The nostrils are filled with rain mixed with negative oxygen ions, and a thin mist lingers and hovers over the eyes.

That uncertain intuition popped out again, and you subconsciously slowed down, while looking back at the dark gray building standing quietly, the building silently opened its bottomless entrance, like a lazy Opening its bloody mouth in the mist is like a giant beast waiting for the ignorant and confused prey to come to its door, but in the end the prey that is almost in hand flees vigilantly beside the fangs, a little angry for no reason, but it is hindered by the restraint and cannot move. Have to watch the prey leave.

You couldn't help shivering, the frequency of your steps accelerated significantly, and mud spots, large and small, took the opportunity to pounce on your trouser legs.

There are still ten meters.

Just one step out of the school gate will end the game.

two meters.

As soon as your hand touched the iron door, a pair of temperatures colder than steel gently enveloped the back of your hand, and the fine strands of hair stuck to your neck, and there seemed to be whispers coming from the wind in your ears.

"Have you had enough fun? Let's go home."

Your face turned pale, but the visitor seemed to enjoy the teasing process very much, biting the earlobe that became cold along with it, rubbing back and forth, his hands slowly tightening——

"Since you're all in, don't think about going out."

﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉

Sitting on a pure black cushion, you are only wearing a black T-shirt with a hem that just reaches the hem of your legs. Black is extremely black, while bare|exposed skin is another extreme of white, perhaps because you have not seen the light all year round Because of it, it has a somewhat transparent texture, and the black blood vessels under the skin are clearly visible, and you can even see the degree of each relaxation.

The whole room is either black or white, three walls are upholstered with soundproofing effect, and the other side is covered by layers of thick silk black curtains - but only you know that there is a huge mirror under the curtains.

You retract your gaze, stare at the palm of your hand for a few minutes, then retract your legs and slowly wrap them around in a shrimp shape.The iron chain being pulled makes a rattling sound, which is even more depressing in the silent closed space.

How long?

do not know.

don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know I know I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know.

The imprisoned doll finally became more popular, and her inorganic glass-like eyes were eroded by irrepressible resentment.

to escape.

Must escape.

As if she had made up her mind, the doll reached out her hand quietly, and touched a blind spot that the monitor couldn't see. The hard edge immediately made her feel at ease.

"Crack—" There was a crack in the heavy wooden door.

The doll backed away, covering the hard object with her body calmly.

The visitor seemed to have not seen his beloved doll for a few days, and walked straight towards the doll without even locking the door.A few years have polished this face to make it even more brilliant, and the long-opened face has faded away from its original youthfulness, but the slightly thin bones under the shirt make him still look like a teenager.

Although this "boy" has amazing arms.

"Song Qiao, sorry for being late."

"I brought you your favorite cheesecake."

"Don't be mad at me, okay?"

The visitor coaxed the doll in a gentle voice, but the doll was even more disturbed, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

So at the right time, he grabbed a hard object and stabbed him neatly.

The dark red blood flowed out, and soon soaked half of the shirt, Shu Baici finally let go of his hand, and the beautifully packaged cake fell to the ground, the falling cream mixed with the dripping blood.

He fell on top of you as if his strength was exhausted, his bloody hands held your hand holding the knife gently but irresistibly, the tip of the knife was only an inch away from the opponent's soft belly, but you couldn't move forward no matter what.

The blood still hasn't stopped flowing, gradually converging into a small puddle between your legs.The dark blood was smeared wantonly on the fair skin, like flirtatious flowers blooming, and there was an inexplicable morbid beauty.

The Shubai Temple is very close, which is why you found that there is more than one wound on his body just now. Through the neckline, there are scorched black scars all over the chest that was originally like suet jade. The longest one runs directly across the chest, starting from the collarbone. Slashed diagonally to the waist.

Seeing your gaze, Shu Baici laughed and said, "My heart hurts?" Then he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Why, you wish you could kill me."

Shu Baici's hoarse, bloody voice was inexplicably bewildering: "...it's been so many years, why do you want to do it this day, and now, if you want..., wouldn't it be more foolproof when you choose...? "

Sensing the slight trembling of the person below him like a small animal, Shu Baici added a saber: "The saber... who gave it to you?"

It's just a game, and it's no good to fight against yourself. Compared with before, he has become more understanding... Shu Baici thought casually, and at the same time took your hand holding the knife, and gently and unresistingly held the tip of the knife slowly. Slowly to the heart, a smile appeared in your frightened eyes, and the tip of the knife was stabbed inch by inch——

"Song Qiao, I love you."

The author has something to say:

continue tomorrow

#There is no end x3#

There are probably two more chapters left, and the next chapter will have fewer words due to unknown reasons

I originally wanted to post a little more, but after thinking about it, it is better to save some drafts (?Д`)

I don't know when it will be updated

"The correct way to open this game" (spoof)