Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 19

When I regained consciousness, it was the middle of the night.

I saw an unfamiliar ceiling and the surroundings were completely foreign to me.

Where am I?

"Right. Erika...?!"

I hurriedly threw off the blanket.

[Erika is safe. She returned to the dormitory because of the curfew. So, you should worry about yourself.]

"Ah! You startled me!"

I turned my head in the direction of the voice, startled. A cat was sitting on the bed I was lying on.

It was Kkamang.

Wait, is it really Kkamang?

Strangely, while the appearance was definitely that of Kkamang, its eye color had changed to blue.

Earlier in the dormitory lobby, I thought I saw the color change, but it seems like I wasn’t imagining it.

How can eye color change like that?

"What exactly are you?"

[That’s not the important thing right now.]

"What could be more important than that...?"

I was about to say, What could be more important than your identity?

That is, if I hadn’t made eye contact with the ghosts outside the window who were staring at me and Kkamang.

[This is the hospital within Saint Gloria Private School. You’re in the second-floor student ward.]

The ghosts who made eye contact with me seemed flustered and anxiously walked back and forth outside the window, as if they were puppies in need of a bathroom.

I can't believe I just thought of a ghost as a puppy. Maybe I’ve finally lost it.

Kkamang looked at me with a puzzled expression. I never imagined a cat could make such a face. I almost thought it was a human.

Kkamang then asked with a tone that seemed amused.

[Can you see that? So, you weren’t just seeing things when you saw them in Chesswind.]

"You mean that... Could it be that you can see them too, Kkamang?! Wait, more importantly, how can you speak human language?! Are you a ghost too?!"

Without answering, Kkamang turned its back to me.

When it looked out the window, the ghosts who had been watching us vanished with a rustling sound.

[There are evil spirits and spirits in this school.]

"...Kkamang, what are you talking about?"

[You saw the spirits too. In Chesswind Village.]

I stopped talking in surprise.

Of course, I had already realized that the people in Chesswind Village weren’t exactly human.

Hearing it from Kkamang’s mouth made me feel a little strange.

[The evil spirits harm humans, while the spirits are harmless. The ones outside the window are the same.]

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"Kkamang, I don’t understand anything you're saying. If there are evil spirits and spirits in this school, why isn’t the school doing anything about it? Does everyone know about this?"

[Would you believe me if I told you? You wouldn’t have believed it before you experienced the Chesswind ghost stories.]

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"...I wouldn’t have believed it."

I instantly understood why the school hadn’t taken any action. In a world like this, with such advanced science, how could anyone believe in evil spirits or spirits?

No one would believe it. Only those who had experienced the supernatural would understand.

"So what are you, really? How do you know about these things? And how can a cat talk? Are you a ghost too?"

[If you help solve this ghost story, I’ll tell you my identity. I need to trust you too.]

"...A ghost story?"

[Yes. A ghost story. You know how strange phenomena caused by evil spirits or spirits are called ghost stories, right?]

"I didn’t know. I thought ghost stories were just stories people made up... But now I’m starting to realize that’s not the case."

Kkamang sighed.

It was the first time I felt small in front of a cat. It was disorienting.

"Kkamang, you seem to know a lot about evil spirits and spirits, but can’t you solve this yourself?"

[What can a cat do?]

"...Well, you’re right."

[Anyway, since last semester, someone has been intentionally creating ‘ghost stories.’ That’s why I need your help. You can seal the evil spirits, right? You can see them.]

"That means, other people can’t see the ghosts. What does one have to do to see them?"

[Unless a special situation arises, ordinary people can’t see them. That’s why ghost sightings become ghost stories that circulate.]

I tilted my head in confusion at Kkamang’s request.

[Now, do you understand? This is why you have to help.]

"No. I still don’t get it."

My firm response made Kkamang look flustered.

[Are you just going to stand by while your friends are in danger? You could be in danger too, you know?]

"I'm leaving this school as soon as I convince my brother. I could leave tomorrow if I wanted to."

[Your brother... Raven Hastings?]

I nodded.

Kkamang then burst into a mocking laugh.

[Raven Hastings is someone who will try to survive here until graduation. You might as well give up on taking him out of here.]

"He’s trying to survive here no matter what? Why?"

[Well, I don’t know the exact reason, but I suspect he’s been brainwashed by the headmaster.]

"Brainwashed?"

[If you want to hear more about that... You’ll need to help me. Nothing’s free, Melody.]

I clamped my mouth shut. This cat really knew how to negotiate.

Raven seemed to be running away from me, but no one knew why, which was frustrating.

‘The only one who might know anything about Raven right now is this cat.’

In that case, there was only one answer.

"Alright. What do I need to do?"

Then Kkamang grinned wickedly.

I had never known a cat’s smile could be so sinister.