Memories of Death

"What's wrong with him?!"

Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng, who had been waiting outside, heard the commotion and hurried into the Dissection Room. As soon as they entered, they saw Zhu Long yelling and screaming as if he were having a fit.

"Help me!" Chen Ge and Zhang Ju worked together to pin Zhu Long to the ground. He was young, but surprisingly strong. He seemed to be in tremendous pain and kept struggling.

The commotion was so loud that the Experimental Building's caretaker would probably come over any minute.

"Let's leave by the Freight Elevator and take him to the Infirmary." Chen Ge had Wang Yicheng, whose legs weren't in good shape, lead the way. He and Zhou Tu worked with Zhang Ju to restrain Zhu Long as they headed for the Freight Elevator.

"Teacher, what happened to Zhu Long? Why did he suddenly act like this? Is there something wrong with his mind?" Zhou Tu was becoming less and less willing to get involved with Chen Ge and the others. He felt uneasy.

"Move faster. Don't let anyone else see us." After Zhang Ju said this, his expression turned strange. He didn't know why he'd said it, as if some part of him instinctively feared something.

Once they left the Dissection Room, Chen Ge covered Zhu Long's mouth, and the group forcibly dragged him to the Freight Elevator.

At that moment, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the hallway. Someone was running upstairs.

He pressed the Freight Elevator button. Fortunately, no one had used it recently, and it was still on their floor.

"Get in, quick!"

The elevator doors slowly closed as the footsteps in the hallway drew closer. Only when the number on the display changed did the footsteps stop. It seemed the person had stopped right