"On the second day after starting school, we're already being chased by a teacher and escaping over a wall. This is nothing like the college life I imagined!" Zhou Tu brushed the dirt off himself and untied the rope around his waist.
"There may be even more things you never imagined waiting for us." Chen Ge gave the rope tied to the top of the wall a few hard tugs, then hid it behind the Boston ivy. Even if someone walked by, they wouldn't notice it unless they looked closely.
"This rope is my way back." Chen Ge had been alone when he left East Campus, but by the time he returned, he was in charge of a Student Club.
"Teacher, have you noticed anything strange?" Zhang Ju stood up straight. The eye hidden in his scar slowly opened wider.
"What is it?"
"Maybe I'm just sensitive, but the air on this side of the wall feels sticky and damp. There's also a strange smell, like everything's been drenched in blood." Zhang Ju spoke about the strangest things in the calmest tone.
He slowly opened his mouth and ran the tip of his tongue over the scar on his upper lip. His eyes were clouded with confusion and bewilderment. "This place feels more familiar to me than West Campus."
"Are you joking? Are you saying you recognize the smell of blood?" Zhou Tu had thought Zhang Ju looked ugly, but otherwise seemed normal. After hearing what he'd just said, Zhou Tu saw him in a whole new light.
"I'm not joking. I mean it." Zhang Ju looked at Chen Ge, who stood there smiling.
"You're not imagining it. This is fertile soil for growing beautiful dreams. In the world behind the Door, only corpses and blood can nourish flowers beautiful