Chapter 87 - You Are Inside the Drawing (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

The writing was carved onto the table with the end of a pen. Each marking went deep into the surface and spoke of the writer’s pain and desperation. The writings were all collected at the center of the table. Chen Ge bent down toward the table to get a closer look.

“The eyes on the toilet wall came alive! I saw it, the eyes were moving!”

“I don’t know why I would imagine that, but from that day onwards, I feel like a pair of eye has been following me.”

“They could be hiding anywhere, inside the drawer, under the bed, behind the pillow.”

“I’ve lost the courage to even look inside my bag, afraid that a pair of eyes will look back at me.”

“I’m afraid of being left alone. I don’t dare enter tight spaces. I’m scared of the dark. The moment the lights are switched off, I scream, waking up from a nightmare! I believe I’ve lost my mind, and the pair of eyes is watching me slip down the spiral of insanity.”

“What should I do? A pair of eyes is following me.”

“They must be hiding somewhere, and they look familiar, but I cannot place them.”

“I have told my parents and the class teacher about this, but they brushed me off, saying that I probably need to lay off the heavy studying.”

“They are probably right. I’m probably too tired, or else why would I think the pair of eyes look so similar to the class teacher’s eyes?”

“My parents told the teacher to keep a tab on me, and I know they meant well, but whenever I’m close to the respected class teacher, I just want to grab a pen and jab his eyes blind.”

“Have I finally gone off the deep end? I don’t dare tell more people about this. I’m afraid, afraid of the eyes, and afraid that people might call me crazy.”

“I pretend to laugh and smile like I used to, but the appearance of the eyes has gotten far more frequent. I don’t know who I can trust.”

“I feel like I’m breaking down. Horrible thoughts appear in my mind when I see needles or fruit knives. I find myself wailing for no reason. I want the tears to stop, but I can’t control them. I know they are watching.”

“This cannot go on any longer. I only seek release.”

“I hope the rumors about this classroom are real. I am willing to give up everything just to destroy that pair of eyes.”

After reading everything, Chen Ge did not hurry to leave. He diligently recorded all the handwriting on his livestream. In a way, he was keeping evidence. The writing on the table was seemingly carved by the girl who had been hurt by Teacher Fan.

The eyes inside the toilet had traumatized her deeply. That, combined with Teacher Fan’s other actions, pushed her to seek help from this cursed classroom. After she paid her dues, Fan Yu’s parents really disappeared. In a way, those eyes that haunted her were indeed dealt with.

Chen Ge realized this sealed classroom played a key role in the whole process. In other words, Teacher Fan’s real killer might have been the things that resided in this classroom.

The paper notes with three different sets of handwriting belonged to three people who didn’t exist among the existing student roster and had the capability to kill. If the ghosts inside this classroom were the killers, they did fulfil the three criteria perfectly.

Chen Ge looked around him, and his heart started to waver. He was reminded of the group photo that Fan Yu’s aunt had shown him. He might be dealing with more than one or two ghosts. Perhaps a whole classroom of ghosts was trapped there.

Chen Ge turned to inspect other tables, and he realized that something was written on each table.