The Rules of Shadow

Chapter IV

After some quiet waiting, the teacher finally got up and wrote down the rules on the board. But after his chalk kept falling, I couldn't help but freeze, what he wrote didn't even have anything to do with what Brian had said, and it wasn't even some kind of class where he kept a close eye on the teacher the whole time.

I believe that if Brian wanted me to die, he would have refused to save me at that time, and it is unlikely that he would have used this kind of deception to harm me. So our guess was wrong. Even in the same classroom, the rules of each class are different, and the rules of this class are similar to the last one, which is also a game.

Classroom rule: at the beginning of class, the teacher will be blindfolded and students will have five minutes to hide in the classroom. After five minutes, the blindfolded teacher will feel around the classroom, and those who are caught will be eliminated. Please note that the area of this game is defined within the classroom. Anyone who steps out of the classroom area will be eliminated. When the bell rang, the teacher obediently pulled a black handkerchief out of her pocket and wrapped it around her eyes. I swept the two rays of sunlight that shone in through the back door in front of me and realized that this was the only classroom that didn't have the classroom door closed automatically. Those two doors were like two hideous, bloody mouths, seducing students who were about to go off the deep end into them. It could be envisioned that if someone stepped out of that door to escape the groping of the teacher, they would be turned directly into splattered flesh and blood.

After observing for a long time, I really didn't find any place to hide in this classroom, so I had to borrow two desks and flip onto the top of the vertical air conditioner. Luckily, I wasn't too heavy, so I could barely crouch steadily on top of it. Here is a high position, reasonably speaking, the most difficult to be found, and once approached can also leap down to the ground, try to pull away from the distance, in order to re-avoid, it is a good hiding place.

As the five-minute countdown ended, the teacher on the stage, who had been incredibly quiet, suddenly condensed a wry smile and stretched out his hands, and I held my breath.

After the game began, I stared at the direction of the podium, just under the teacher's feet, the podium is squatting right below a white skinned teenager, he wanted to verify that the most dangerous place is the safest place, but also directly hid in the closest location to the teacher.

In accordance with the common people's game thinking, after being blindfolded, I'm afraid that will really first tentative forward groping, rather than pay attention to the space under the feet, and so on and then find back has been a long time later, counted as a good strategy. Unfortunately, this blindfolded teacher was obviously not a normal person, the first place he groped was exactly his own periphery, everyone held their breath and watched as the teacher's hands kept approaching the teenager.

To the moment of imminent closeness, the teenager finally couldn't hold back, hastily slipped out a few steps wanting to escape, who knew that the teacher had actually blocked his way ahead of time, helplessly, he dodged backward for a few meters and retreated to the doorway, in the heat of the moment he accidentally propped his left hand up against the doorway, and with the sound of a shrill siren he directly exploded in place, turning into blurred flesh and blood. A curly-haired woman closest to him couldn't help but cry out in horror at the sight.

Although it was only a very small sound, it was still keenly captured by the teacher. The teacher's hands were very athletic, clearly moe eyes were able to weave between the desks with great speed, a hand picked up the woman hiding under the desk, instantly blood splattered everywhere.

The teacher's smile is eerie to the extreme, the corners of his mouth almost even filled the whole face: found you, under the chair behind the water fountain.

In less than ten minutes, the hiding classmates were found one after another, even the little fat guy hiding in the trash can wasn't spared, the game had only just taken off, 1/3 of the progress hadn't even made it through yet, and had already eliminated most of them, leaving me squatting on the air conditioner and a pony-tailed young girl clinging to the edge of the window. And the teacher had successfully completed the ground search session, smartly searching the surrounding walls and windows.

With his athletic stance and keen senses, combined with such a carpeted and deathless search, I found it hard to believe that the two of us left could successfully complete the entire 40-minute ordeal. This was clearly a dead end.

Seeing the teacher getting closer and closer to that ponytailed girl, my heart was very anxious, when she died, it would soon be my turn, unless I could climb up to the ceiling like Spider-Man, there wasn't much space left in the classroom.

I couldn't help but stare at the rules on the blackboard and kept mumbling them in my mind, trying to think calmly like Brian.

Suddenly, one of the sentences caught my attention, and a guess popped into my head, and I suddenly realized that this game didn't seem to be as insurmountable as I thought.

Looking over to the nervous ponytailed girl, who was gritting her teeth, her brow furrowed, and her legs almost starting to tremble, I hurriedly put my index finger up to my lips, signaling her not to make a sound.

At the same time, I gently took off my jacket and slowly kneaded it into a ball, when the teacher was about to touch the young girl's side, I violently threw off the school uniform which was folded into a ball, and rolled it to the ground quickly, all the way to the direction of the back door, the teacher's hearing was quite sharp, and immediately heard the location of this movement, and darted between the desks and chairs, and violently pounced at the clothes, and grabbed the clothes when it was about to roll out of the door.

After sensing that it was merely a piece of clothing, he angrily tore it into several pieces.

But blindfolded, he didn't notice that his shoes were already poking out of the doorframe.

As the shrill siren sounded, the teacher dissolved into a froth of blood and the classroom fell completely silent. At this point, there were still 20 minutes before the end of class, and the game ended early.

"Are you sure the teacher won't show up again?" The young girl watched as I jumped off the air conditioner and casually sat down before rolling off the edge of the window to sit next to me as well.

"He blew up like that, what are you so unsure about?" I asked rhetorically, turning my head under my breath.

The young girl finally nodded reassuringly, "Thank you for saving me at a critical moment, how did you come up with this idea?"

"Pay attention, the rules say that anyone who steps outside the confines of the classroom will be eliminated, it doesn't say that it doesn't include the teachers." I pointed to the rules on the blackboard, "There's not enough time, if we let him find us like this, we're bound to die, so why don't we just take a gamble and let him go out of bounds."

The young girl snapped out of it, looking at the board and muttering, musing for a long time before finally letting out a relieved breath and twisting her head to extend her hand, "It's really thanks to you, my name is Kate."

I reached out my right hand and gently rested it on his fingertips, "I'm Jack."

The scene was surprisingly very similar to when Brian had rescued me.

I have to say, in such a difficult ordeal, it really is extremely important to keep thinking calmly. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look out the window, the heavy mist blocked all sight, I don't know how Brian, who is on the first floor, is doing at this time.

The rules were not fixed, probably Brian was facing a menacing crisis as well.