Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 29

“What are the conditions for becoming a medium? In the case of the elevator ghost story, it was a commander named Anna Beloui. But can a person also be a medium?”

“People, commanders, and even objects. All things in this world can be mediums. As long as they have a relationship with an evil spirit.”

“Then should I disappear from this world? Like Anna Beloui.”

He simply denied my question.

“You are a medium, but you are also the only one who can destroy them. You can destroy them yourself.”

Why did I, of all people, suddenly gain such a strange ability?

Was it because I came against the irreversible tide of time?

“Oh, don’t feel sorry for the disappearance. The commanders of Cheswind Village have not been able to sleep here for 100 years. Rather, they would want the disappearance more than anyone else.”

People who had to be bound to this land for 100 years.

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I couldn’t imagine how they must have felt, unable to sleep or be liberated.

I knew that the people of Cheswind Village were no longer ‘humans’.

But I felt sorry because I remembered how much they had cared for me in the past.

I nodded and asked the student council president.

“What should I do?”

“Listen carefully to what I say from now on.”

The student council president explained what we had to do from now on.

We started by taking a sip of holy water.

“What does taking a sip of holy water mean?”

“It doesn’t really mean anything. It’s just to protect your body. If you’re targeted by them, you might be possessed.”

I listened to the explanation and took half the holy water and half the holy water.

He took out the cross necklace hidden inside his clothes.

I closed my eyes, holding the cross in my hand along with him.

‘Will this work? It’s not some kind of magic. Is this something that can drive away evil spirits... ... .’

Then I suddenly stopped thinking.

‘Does it make sense for evil spirits to come out?’

I should stop thinking about it now.

The next moment, when I opened my eyes, we were surprisingly standing in front of a tombstone.

I followed his words and I was really able to escape the coffin.

The student council president tapped my shoulder as I was absentmindedly looking at the tombstone.

When our eyes met, he nodded.

Let’s start.

I could tell what his eyes meant without him saying anything.

I could see the skeletons gathering behind the student council president. They were approaching me.

“If you don’t destroy them, you’ll be eaten. The love of things that are not human is harmful to humans.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them. From now on, I had to be strong.

The rain was still falling steadily. Skeletons were rising above the tombstones.

I had to end this damned horror story.

I quickly scanned the names on the gravestones as I had previously discussed with the student council president.

They were all familiar names. The village chief, Bucky the maid, Uncle Victor, Sophie, etc.

How did the gravestones of the Cheswind villagers end up on Gloria Island instead of the mainland?

Kururur- Kwaang!

Thunder and lightning struck and my vision flashed.

Then I saw a woman appear and disappear in front of the distant gravestone.

I was so shocked that I couldn’t even make a sound and collapsed. I almost forgot that I had holy water in my mouth and screamed.

I came to my senses and scanned my surroundings. The skeletons that had popped out of the dirt floor of the gravestones were all quietly watching what I was doing.

Behind me, the student council president was still blocking the other skeletons from approaching me.

I scanned the gravestones anxiously. There must be a commander among them who created the ghost story.

Kurur- Kwaang!!

Thunder and lightning struck again.

My vision flashed and this time, a woman appeared in front of the tombstone and disappeared.

She was closer than before.

My mind went blank, but I tried to calm myself down.

It was because I had a strong premonition.

That was the woman I was looking for.

Kwaang-!

Thunder and lightning struck again, and this time, a woman stood right in front of me.

The woman leaned her face right in front of mine and rested her forehead against mine.

Tears of blood flowed from her eyes as she stared at me.

“......Give... me... even... give... me... s... s.”

At that moment, my hair stood on end.

However, when I calmed down and listened to the voice again, it sounded familiar.

‘No way... ... !’

Lady Ranat?

I realized later that this woman was the young Lady Ranat.

The young Lady Ranat was leaning her forehead against mine, shedding tears of blood.

Kurur- Kwaang!

She disappeared from my sight as another thunderstorm struck.

“......Where are you...?...?”

A voice came to my ear again.

I turned my head with a start, and this time the young Lady Ranat appeared on my left.

She seemed to have something to say to me. She seemed very urgent, and desperate.

“Where are you?”

This time, the voice was clear. It was a reversed sentence. I was staring at the shape of her mouth to figure out what she meant,

but the young Lady Ranat said, “Do

Mang

Che

.”

She soon grabbed my shoulder and hugged me, and when I came to my senses, I was trapped in a dark, narrow space.

I was in a coffin again. This time, I was alone.

I was frozen stiff with holy water in my mouth. I couldn’t move my body at all.

I knocked on the coffin lid, but it wouldn’t budge.

Feeling gloomy, I pondered.

What were the chances that the student council president would find me and take me out before I passed out from lack of oxygen?

A deafening silence engulfed me. I couldn’t hear any noise.

Crack.

That was when I heard a strange sound.

Crack.

It sounded like fingernails scraping wood or like fingernails being bitten.

The problem was that I heard the sound from under my feet again.

“Don’t look.”

The student council president said. We just don’t look.

“Okay. Just don’t look.”

I felt a cold sensation on my leg, despite my determination.

Someone grabbed my calf.

‘I’m going crazy.’

I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them.

The sensation began to creep up my calves and thighs.

Unlike when I was with the student council president, not looking was completely useless.

I guess it can’t be done. I have to figure out the situation. I slowly lowered my head, tense as hell.

To check what was below.

The moment I lowered my head, my eyes met with a woman hanging from my leg.

It climbed up my waist, past my stomach, and up to my head, meeting my gaze.

The {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} woman’s face was right in front of my nose.

The woman, who was looking down at me from upside down on the ceiling of the coffin lid, kept saying something while pouring blood onto my face.

Uh... ... hon... ... gu... ... .

The woman kept mumbling something I couldn’t understand.

I finally came to my senses and looked at the woman again, and soon I heard her say something.

It’s dangerous here, Melody.

When I closed my eyes and opened them, Madam Ranat with a normal face was looking down at me.

It was Madam Ranat in her younger days.

She reached out and stroked my cheek with a pitiful expression.

I wanted to answer, but I couldn't because I had holy water in my mouth.

The evil spirits on this island will put you in danger.

Madam Ranat kept telling me.

Go back. Give up on your brother.