The dormitory curtains fluttered noisily, but no light shone in from outside.
Anderson's terrified expression froze the instant he saw the "ghost."
What kind of face was that?
Both ears grew on his chin, his mouth was pressed against his left eye, short, spiky hair covered his right cheek, and his nose had migrated to the top of his head.
It was a deeply jarring face that defied all logic.
"Aaaah!!"
After a brief silence, Anderson let out an utterly bloodcurdling scream.
Instinct drove him to retreat at full speed, pull aside the curtains, and try to climb down from the balcony. But the instant he touched the curtains, the space there turned viscous.
It was like stepping into a swamp.
His expression changed drastically, and he turned back toward the "ghost."
There was no doubt about it. The other man had already undergone aberration.
"Hee hee hee..."
The Aberrant laughed eerily, making the scene feel even more like a horror movie.
"Anderson, who am I?" the Aberrant asked in a low voice.
Anderson tried to move, but discovered that his entire body had fallen into a strange stiffness, just like the sleep paralysis he had experienced earlier.
Unbearable fear spread through his body.
Judging by the other man's uniform, he had to be a trainee, which meant he was an Awakened.
And when an Awakened underwent aberration...
Fuck!
He remembered Zhao Haili's lesson that morning. Whenever an Awakened underwent aberration, their strength became terrifying, and they would invariably reach the level of a third-tier Aberrant.
Why had an Awakened been polluted in the Training Camp?
Hadn't they said that the Blasphemer's Diagram greatly reduced the chances of an Awakened undergoing aberration?
His features twisted together.
Having grown up in Sky City, Anderson had never encountered a pollution incident. This