"Why did the School Will suddenly start acting up?" Chen Ge was still standing on a pile of broken mirror shards. If he moved too much, he would shatter the mirrors beneath his feet.
"Everyone, listen up! Stay away from the windows!" the Old Principal shouted. Without stopping to think, he began directing the students to evacuate. It was ingrained in his bones; his body had started moving even before his mind caught up.
"What on earth is happening outside?" The hallway was in chaos. Before Chen Ge could even ask, a series of deafening crashes came from beyond the corridor. Every window in the Ghost School had blown apart!
Thick Blood Mist drifted into the corridor. Chen Ge looked toward the doorway. Screams and the shattering of glass rang out without end. The only thing that put him at ease was that, no matter what happened, Xu Yin stayed by the room's entrance, dragging the Ragdoll with one hand. It seemed nothing could make him waver.
"The moment that Red-Clothed boy in the mirror screamed was exactly when the School Will changed. Could the two be connected?"
Chen Ge looked away and turned toward the blood-red mirror in front of him.
Cracks had appeared across its surface, and blood continued to gush out from within, like a heart pierced by countless knives.
The little figure inside the mirror was frantically tearing at his own face, as if he wanted to rip Chen Ge's face off completely.
"What the hell is this thing?" Chen Ge was feeling very bold now. He knew that Red-Clothed and Vengeful Spirits would find it hard to approach this place. Gritting his teeth, he reached for the mirror in the corner.
The instant his fingertips touched its edge, Chen Ge heard a roar from inside.