Chapter 222: 218 An Alternative Dimension

Turning around, Misaki Naomi saw that a broken pattern had been drawn on the blackboard of the Biology Classroom with white chalk; it looked like a windmill or perhaps a spiral, and the missing parts looked as if they had been deliberately erased, vaguely appearing like a problem set by a teacher during class, left for the students to solve by filling in the blanks.

As for this pattern, the more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

An electric arc suddenly flashed through her mind, and she clapped her hands together, pulling at the chest of her jacket; if the Kisaragi High School School Badge pattern on it were viewed in reverse, it was shockingly almost identical to the one on the blackboard.

She tore off the School Badge pattern from her chest; because it was nylon and attached separately, it was very easy to remove.

Misaki Naomi turned the pattern to the back, and when she stepped back until the School Badge in front of her could overlap with the pattern on the blackboard, she became even more certain of the correctness of her guess.

"Could our school's badge have some special meaning?" Misaki Naomi felt suspicious and fearful in her heart; because the events occurring at this moment were too bizarre and magical, her attitude toward the school had completely changed.

At the very least, the old principal of Kisaragi High School was definitely not a good character; he had founded this school for some other unspeakable, dark secret.

Perhaps the other horror rumors about the school were also true, that Kisaragi High School was truly built upon a cursed site, and people like Hanako in the toilet, Mimiko, and those who were injured or died because of these two legends were all victims of that dark secret.

Jiana had died because of this, and she herself was about to follow in her footsteps.

Thinking of this, Misaki Naomi suddenly felt a sense of unwillingness; if she were to die so inexplicably, she would not be able to close her eyes in death, and she immediately firmed her resolve to find the truth.

"If this pattern on the blackboard is a special mechanism and requires me to complete it, then I will try to complete it," Misaki Naomi muttered to herself; she wanted to reduce her focus on the terrifying environment she was in by talking to herself and actively thinking about solving the problem.

Misaki Naomi found a broken piece of chalk in the crevice on the inner edge of the blackboard, picked a relatively thick segment, and while running back and forth to compare the details of the reverse side of the School Badge, she repeatedly traced and drew the pattern with the chalk, finally completing the pattern on the blackboard entirely.

The moment it was completed, Misaki Naomi felt the ground beneath her feet begin to shake, and immediately after, the corpse samples on the shelves fell down one after another with the shaking, smashing all over the floor; a foul, fishy stench and the pungent smell of formalin drifted out, gradually filling the entire Biology Classroom.

"Cough, cough." Misaki Naomi was choked by the pungent odor until she felt dizzy and kept coughing; she could only raise her arm to cover her mouth and nose with the clothing on it, trying her best not to inhale these foul-smelling gases, while squinting at the changes on the blackboard.

She saw the blackboard begin to shake violently with the earthquake, starting to crack from the center of the pattern drawn in chalk, with dense, spiderweb-like cracks spreading outward from a small opening; purple-red demonic light seeped out from every crevice, and seductive whispers emanated from the unknown place behind those cracks.

Just by hearing a little bit of the sound and catching a glimpse of the demonic light, Misaki Naomi felt as if she had already seen a terrifying existence so desperate that it made one despair, about to crawl out from behind the cracks.

Swish!

Suddenly, Misaki Naomi heard the sound of a door opening; that non-existent door seemed to have finally appeared and been opened, but her entire body felt as if it were filled with lead and was difficult to move; her two eyes, which were gradually widening until they were bloodshot, could not blink or move, and she could only watch helplessly as the light behind the blackboard grew more intense, with despair gradually devouring her sanity, yet she could not even manage a collapsing scream.

"Go!" At this moment, a figure flashed rapidly in front of her, and without a word, he picked her up and rushed directly toward the classroom door, which was being squeezed and shrinking by space on the wall.

Roar—

Just as that earth-shattering roar was about to blast everything in the Biology Classroom to pieces, the two closely pressed figures lunged out from the rapidly shrinking spatial gap, and the terrifying roar was also abruptly cut off by the timely closing of the spatial gap.

"Are you alright?" He Jia'an could not care about his own waist pain from hitting a concrete pillar, which made him barely able to stand; he climbed up and went to check on Misaki Naomi's condition.

The girl's terror had not yet faded, and her whole body was cold and stiff, with only her eyeballs barely able to move; when she saw clearly that it was He Jia'an's sickly face, with the wig on his head even tilted to one side, she was finally able to burst into loud sobs.

"Why did you only just come now!"

He Jia'an gave a bitter smile, letting the girl bump and beat against his chest.

Just as the girl could not foresee that she would accidentally step into the legendary Biology Classroom with no way out, He Jia'an also did not know how to find the door to enter.

Fortunately, both of them persisted in searching for the door to go out (or enter) in their respective spaces; when Misaki Naomi completed the mysterious pattern and triggered the mysterious monster summoned by the pattern, He Jia'an finally found a classroom door that had suddenly appeared, and when he opened the door, he happened to see Misaki Naomi, who was being forced to wait for death to descend, and he hurriedly rescued her when she was on the verge of death.

After crying for a while, Misaki Naomi calmed down and looked at He Jia'an with sobs: "Are you really the uncle?"

"Alive and warm." He Jia'an took the other's hand and placed it on his own heart, letting her feel it carefully.

Through his clothes, feeling the hot male skin and the rhythmic heartbeat beneath his chest, Misaki Naomi finally felt completely at ease; she looked around suspiciously and suddenly discovered that the scenery here was still unusual, dark and gloomy, yet at the same time, a layer of dark red light permeated the campus; looking up at the sky outside the corridor window, her breathing began to quicken again.

"We... we don't seem to have returned to the Real World; where... where exactly is this!?" Misaki Naomi looked at the surrounding environment in terror; it was strange yet familiar, and although the layout was very similar, it was definitely not the Kisaragi High School she was familiar with; it was old, damaged, scarred, and riddled with holes, and the decoration style was full of the aesthetics of the Showa era of the last century.

He Jia'an let out a muffled groan, stood up while holding his waist, scanned the surroundings with eyes as sharp as a hawk's, and said, "This is indeed not Kisaragi High School; to be precise, it is not the Kisaragi High School of the present, but the Kisaragi High School of the past."

"Could it be a parallel universe..." Misaki Naomi could never have dreamed that she would be able to time travel.

"That is not an accurate way to put it; this should be an Abnormal dimension that reflects a certain time node in reality," He Jia'an explained, "I have been to a place similar to this, but far more dangerous than this; that place was a stronghold for an Abnormal branch of a species on this planet. That Abnormal species is cunning and hateful, and likes to snatch children... In any case, although I don't know how we came here, there should be a chance to get out."

In fact, no matter what He Jia'an said, Misaki Naomi now only felt that as long as he was there, she had a safe haven and felt sufficiently at peace.