461: Chapter 204 Angel Sculpture_2 461: Chapter 204 Angel Sculpture_2 Its silhouette was illuminated by the afterglow of lightning, appearing pale and mysterious, as if a thin, unknown radiance floated upon it in the dark, easily reminiscent of the ancient creatures said to guard the churches; yet at this mont, it seed eerily uncanny.
The Angel Sculpture’s wings were folded behind its back, each feather soaked by the rain and drooping heavily, having lost the lightness of before, as if it had just weathered the assault of a violent storm.
From Mao Feiyang’s perspective, Lin Yi noticed through the window glass that the Angel Sculpture seed to be holding an hourglass, but from the reflection in the glass, it was impossible to tell whether the hourglass was real or part of the sculpture.
The grains within the hourglass seed not to flow, as if seized by so power and solidified on the other side of the glass, forming a state of stasis.
The light in the corridor flickered in the storm, casting the Angel Sculpture’s teetering shadow; with every rumble of thunder, the shadow appeared to tremble as if it could tear away from the sculpture at any mont, becoming a living entity on its own.
It existed like this, as if a sinister on, invoking an endless chill and fear in this uncanny environnt.
“I shit myself (what the fuck, angel)…”
Mao Feiyang’s mouth was covered, his voice only rotating within his mouth, unable to break through the palm to be heard.
“You…
saw it?!” Mao Feiyang heard Mu Daxian’s faint questioning voice beside his ear.
Mu Daxian carefully released his hand.
“I saw it…” Mao Feiyang pointed towards the window, whispering.
“Inside the wall?” Mu Daxian was stunned.
Mao Feiyang was confused: “No, it’s the window reflection!”
“Shit!” Mu Daxian cursed under his breath, reaching out to touch Mao Feiyang’s forehead, “Where the hell is there a window?!”
“Ah?!” Mao Feiyang’s pupils shook, and as he looked again, he realized the stairwell was an enclosed environnt – where the hell was there a window?!
“Let’s go!
Don’t bother with anything!
Downstairs!” Mu Daxian ordered with a grave voice.
“What about this, what about that…?” Mao Feiyang stamred, “Er…
okay!”
He hurried to follow, his mind still muddled.
No windows!
How the hell were there no windows?
“Didn’t you stop because you saw the Angel reflected in the window?” Mao Feiyang couldn’t help but say, the chill on his spine growing more intense, feeling quite unwell.
“I saw jack shit!” Mu Daxian exclaid.
“Then why did you grab ?”
“Perception!
The basic operation for an Art Student is to use ‘Perception’ as naturally as breathing, so as to anticipate sudden situations beforehand.”
“So now that we’ve encountered a sudden situation, what should we do?” Mao Feiyang asked tensely as they descended the stairs.
Mu Daxian waved his hand: “I didn’t finish speaking…
After anticipating a sudden situation beforehand, we can try to avoid it.
What happened to you just now was a situation we failed to avoid.”
Mao Feiyang shuddered: “Shit, what will happen if we don’t avoid it?”
“Rumble…”
As the last word fell, thunder rolled across the sky, a streak of white light split the night, and Mao Feiyang felt a chill climb up his spine as if sothing was following him!
As if by so demonic force, his eyes once again t a window, from which the violent storm outside seed to slam like surging waves, the dense water streams twisting as if being flung against the window.
Within the reflection on the glass, the Angel Sculpture still stood behind him, back turned, bending forward, hands either covering its face or grasping at its hair.
“Fuck…” Mu Daxian too felt a cold draft on his neck, “Has the Angel Sculpture followed us?
I think I can feel it!”
“Don’t ss with , can really only I see it?” Mao Feiyang was frantic, feeling the restlessness inside him hot enough to counteract the cold.
“Not everyone can see the Angel Sculpture…
It’s different from ‘Angels’, and different from that ‘It’; it’s rely in pure pursuit of ‘light’…”
“Bro, I can’t see the words, what the hell is this tatata thing you’re talking about?” Mao Feiyang wanted to cry but had no tears, fortunately they had finally made their way down the stairs to the first floor of Teaching Building A and then ran without stopping towards the direction of the elevator.
“Don’t worry about that now, once we get back to the Art Building, I’ll give you a proper lesson!”
“Are we even going to make it back…?” Mao Feiyang felt like tiny pearls were about to roll out of his eye sockets.
“You have the nerve to talk about triggering flags, I think you’ve practically turned yourself into a hedgehog!” Mu Daxian couldn’t help but angrily say, really wanting to flip off his apical bone and use it as a frisbee.
“Then, then you keep talking!” Mao Feiyang said.
“The Angel Sculptures are following Him here.
Everywhere He appears, there will certainly be Angel Sculptures, but not every place with an Angel Sculpture is guaranteed to have Him…”
The two quickly arrived in front of the elevator, and Mu Daxian pressed the elevator button, waiting for it to arrive.
“I’m still not sure what category of thing you’ve encountered, but it doesn’t matter now, we’ll be back soon.
Once we’re back, you can slowly tell about it.”
‘Ding!’
A clear sound, the elevator had arrived at the first floor.
The mont the elevator doors opened, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang rushed in eagerly.
However, at this very mont, Lin Yi felt an odd sensation, his intuition told him that there was sothing very wrong with this elevator trip!
“The Student Souvenir Coin is about to be lost…” Lin Yi focused and held his breath, feeling like soone who had been spoiled about a horror movie, anxiously and nervously awaiting the inevitable horror scene to unfold.
This feeling was delicate, like knowing sothing yet not knowing enough, and it’s precisely because of this you can’t help worrying all the ti about whether the next move might trigger that result.
So much so that even the slightest action would be overly interpreted by you.
As the elevator doors were about to close, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang felt the weight lifting from their chests, but just then——
‘Rumble——’
A deep thunder rolled in the depths of the Teaching Building’s sky, the first thunder of spring ripping through the night, turning the entire Teaching Building into a ghastly white world at that mont.
This white light even overshadowed the hallway lights of the Teaching Building and the light inside the elevator.
Suddenly, Lin Yi felt as if a dense electric net had covered his body, an unprecedented sense of crisis and a dreadful feeling surging toward the apical bone almost swallowing him whole.
It’s as if two layers superimposed on each other in the instant of the thunderclap, the spring thunder like the flash of an old society’s early cara shutter, imprinting the shadow of another layer onto this space…
In the instant when the two lights alternated, Mao Feiyang suddenly saw an Angel Sculpture standing in each corner of the elevator, all of them in postures bowed with covered faces, like shy girls too embarrassed to show their faces, facing the walls and turning their backs on others.
But Lin Yi, from a certain angle, through the gaps between the fingers of one of the Angel Sculptures, vaguely caught a portion of its face…
Its stony eyeballs had no pupils carved into them, but they emitted a depth and hollowness that did not belong to stone at all, like a despairing abyss capable of swallowing up all light.
Its expression was twisted, fierce and eerily terrifying, that evil smile was like that of a clown with its lips torn, stretching all the way to the ears, its mouth full of sharp teeth resembling those of a shark…
From its expression, Lin Yi sensed an emotion—excitent!
An excitent that was extre to the point of madness!
They…
were simply toying with Maozi!
Just like the ga of Statues, they were covering their faces with anticipatory smiles, hanging behind Mao Feiyang like cats toying with a mouse, as if saying:
[Hey…
I see you!]
[Run fast, okay!]
[Hurry and run!
Hurry and run!]
[—There’s nowhere for you to hide!]
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