Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

The bell stopped and the hallway became silent again.

People looked at each other and saw the same disturbed expression on others face.

What does this bell mean? What will happen next? No one knows, they are like blindfolded people, walking step by step towards the edge of the cliff and no one knows whether the next step will be the end.

“Zi…” Suddenly everyone heard a noise.

The entire corridor was twisting at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The elongated, snow-white wall peeled off quickly, exposing the dirty gray walls beneath it and the steel bars that had penetrated the cement bend badly.

“Zi —” The lights became fuzzy and dim.

The door frame of the classroom was also distorted, fuzzy shadows in the dark can be seen in the classroom.

“Ahhh” The crowd heard screaming, it was a middle-aged man who was staring at the side of the wall, looking pale. He pointed with trembling fingers “T-There, l-look there”

They saw the wall covered with letters in blood, looking dense and has not dried up. There was still blood flowing down and cruel maliciousness is revealed between the lines-“Go to death”.

Mo Yi felt cold behind.

A sense of uneasiness struck him, making him creepy, but it didn’t come from the blood in front of him, but from … behind.

He turned back and glanced.

He saw a thick mist slowly spreading from the end of the corridor, slowly and silently it was approaching them like a animal, that was waiting to devour its pray. A kind of deep malice coming from it.

‘Nameless fog’. The previous hint suddenly come into Mo Yi’s mind like lightning.

He immediately shouted “Run!”

As soon as he said this, he ran in the opposite direction of the mist.

The others also turned their heads and saw the fog.

They subconsciously want to escape, but their foot seems to be stuck on the ground and they could only watch the fog that was slowly approaching.

In a blink of eye, the fog was almost here.

The man standing at the end of the crowd suddenly fell to the ground, his nails scratching the floor as if something was dragging him from behind. He screamed in horror: “Save me! Something is pulling my leg! Help!

The thick fog continued to creep forward slowly, moving forward and the man’s figure seemed to be torn a bit as he was pulled into the fog and soon the screams of the man disappeared.

Only the cold silence remained, as if everything had been swallowed up by the silent fog.

That man’s scream finally awakened people- run!

Inexplicable fear hit everyone’s heart, making them cold and their backs chilled. No one questioned Mo Yi’s words anymore, in their hearts was only one word: Run!

Run hard!

The clatter of footsteps and panic panting sounded particularly clear in the empty corridor, hurried and flustered, while the slowly moving fog behind them moved forward quietly and smoothly, devouring everything, Sound, light and shadow, life.

After the bell rang, the entire corridor has become strange and dark and it is almost impossible to see the end.

Mo Yi’s speed slowed and he held his knees with both hands and panted heavily, his face flushed due to the run.

The others also panted and stopped, with fear still present in their eyes.

A man came over and reached out and patted Mo Yi’s back, helping him smoother his breath .

Mo Yi looked up and recognized him, it was the man who had greeted him in the hallway before and he was also the first one to respond just now.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and looking down at Mo Yi.

At this moment, another man ran over, he stood still, panting, and there was still the panic in his eyes, apparently he hadn’t been relieved from the moment of crisis. Then the man took a few deep breaths then half aggressively and half doubtfully looked up at Mo Yi and asked:

“You, how did you know that the fog has a problem?”

Mo Yi adjusted his breath and placed his hand on the wall to support himself, the sound was still a bit hoarse

“That hint … the nameless fog should refer to the “nameless fog from myth “

Even though he was a little breathless, he still said his words clearly and seriously as if that word itself is a taboo, accidentally bringing a terror to the environment. As soon as his voice dropped, the surrounding suddenly quieted.

Everyone looks blank.

Mo Yi: “…”

He rubbed his temples and explained:

“In Cthulhu’s mythology, ‘ Glacchi’s Apocalypse’, mentioned the fog of namelessness, it was called Naoge Sosip, a symbol of a mysterious foreign god. It is said that no one can watch the fog as it contains a underlying terror…. “

Lovecraft’s Cthulhu mythology is the inspiration for many horror novels and the spiritual idol of many authors.

But Mo Yi stopped abruptly and swallowed back the long talk about the topic.

He stared at the crowd’s still blank eyes silently for a while and then asked a different way: “Have anyone seen the movie Stephen King’s Mist “?

Jiang Yuanbai hesitantly raised his hand. Several others also nodded.

Mo Yi explained, “The fog in that movie is created based on this myth. In short, don’t get too close to the fog or touch it”

The man from the hallway nodded, his eyes deprived of his previous contempt. He looked at Mo Yi deeply, then stretched out his hand, smiling: “Shen Lei”

“… Mo Yi” He held the hand that was stretched out.

Shen Lei frowned only to feel that the other’s palm was astonishingly cold, with skin sticking to the bones, holding it cold like a jade.

He reached out and patted Mo Yi’s back: “You guy, no wonder you were panting so hard with just a run, your body is too bad, even if you’re sitting in the office all day, you can’t be so deprived of exercise. In this condition it’s easy to die in the game. “

Mo Yi: “Cough! cough!”

Brother please don’t pat me or I’m afraid I will die in your hands before being killed by a ghost.

Shen Lei smiled and released Mo Yi and then looked around roughly. He saw everything around was changed and the entire corridor was like an abstract painting by Picasso. It was weird and strange. He frowned for a moment, then turned his head and said to the crowd,

“This game will not give us a dead end. That will violate the rules. Although the fog is fatal, its moving speed is a defect, so as long as we are fast enough, there should still be the possibility of surviving.”

A girl who was sobbing softly asked “Wh-Where should we go next?”

“Go upstairs.”

Shen Lei had obviously already thought about it and answered simply. He then said sharply: “I just looked at the composition of the entire school building. This building has four floors. The lower three floors are for students according to their grade. The fourth floor is for teachers. The sooner we reach the top floor, the more chances we have to survive.”

Everyone looked at each other, then nodded and agreed to Shen Lei’s proposal.

“The stairway is at the end of the corridor, let’s go.” Shen Lei took a drag on cigarette, walked ahead and everyone else followed.

The farther they go, the darker the corridor became. In the blurry darkness, the surroundings was disturbingly silent and you can only see the sky outside the window, the pale blue countdown flashing with a gleam of fluorescent light.

The people in front were clearly prepared, they took out flashlights from their backpacks to illuminate the road in front of them.

After a while, Shen Lei finally stopped.

“Here it is.” By the light of a flashlight, Mo Yi saw that the scene in front of him was completely different from before, the handrail of the staircase had been broken, the wall paint peeling off to reveal the broken cement. And the stairs were uneven, as if it had gone through a earthquake.

A decaying smell came out.

While everybody was ready to go up the stairs, they suddenly heard a humming from not far away. It was a sweet voice of child but it brought chill to everyone: “Dear…., come to play”

Everyone saw a black round thing rolling down from the staircase and it happened to hit Mo Yi’s calf.

Mo Yi looked down.

It was scary, pale face, entwined by black hair, like a melting wax figure.

This is the face of the missing woman.

It was her head that rolled down the stairs.

The weird child’s voice got closer, asking:

“Did anyone see my ball?”

Every sound became more and more clear, as it got closer it sounded more gloomy.

Mo Yi looked at the head under his feet, took a deep breath, lifted his feet to exert the greatest strength and kicked it.

The head rolled into the darkness in the distance.

Child: “…”

Shen Lei: “…”

Everyone: “…”

There was a weird silence in the air.

Mo Yi: “What are you still doing? Run!”