Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 56

I visited <Johannes Castle> again around 9 PM for the courage test.

The four-story castle, with its back to the dark mountain behind, looked so simple and desolate that it was embarrassing to even call it a castle.

When I entered the classroom, I saw my classmates gathered in groups of three or four, gossiping.

Surprisingly, Dante was still sleeping on his desk.

It was dark outside the window. It was 9 PM, so that was understandable.

‘Is Erica doing well?’

I haven’t seen Erica’s face yet because she was busy after school.

I should tell her that I’ll be home late because of the courage test.

Suddenly, I became really worried.

I brought the blessed cross necklace that Father Cesario had given me, but I was still anxious.

In this dark place at night, it seemed like ghost stories would be more likely to occur.

But even though it was a tradition, if I were the only one left, I was worried about my relationship with my classmates who had barely recovered.

In order to keep the students from danger, everyone had to know about the existence of ghosts and be aware of the ghost story phenomenon.

Of course, since even Father Miella didn’t believe in ghosts, it was hopeless.

While I was lost in thought, I noticed Leonard just entering the classroom.

And I brought up the question I had been wondering about since the afternoon.

“By the way, Leonard. What’s your major?”

“Me? Piano.”

“......What?”

“What? Why are you so surprised? You make me feel bad.”

Leonard answered with a bewildered expression.

“Oh. Sorry. I was surprised because it was unexpected.”

I really didn’t know you were in the music department. I actually thought you were in the art department.

“The music teacher was already excited that he would definitely bring you to the choir. Are you good at singing?”

“I’m tone-deaf.”

“I knew that.”

This time, I got a kick out of Leonard’s firm answer.

“What are you doing, class president? You have to make an announcement.”

At that moment, the students called Leonard.

Then, he finally got up from his seat with some materials and went to the teacher’s desk.

“Okay. I’m going to hand out safety rules now, so read them carefully.”

Leonard started handing out the papers in his hand.

So we all received a guidebook titled <Safety Rules for Johannes Goseong Students>.

“For your information, these safety rules were created by the seniors of this school’s F class through a 100-year test of courage and trial and error, so it would be better to trust them.”

Hearing Leonard's additional words, I felt that I absolutely had to learn these safety rules.

That was when.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

It wasn't the classroom door, but the window.

The classroom became quiet.

It seemed that I wasn't the only one who heard the knock on the window. Dante, who had been lying down asleep, also got up in the silence.

Leonard carefully approached the window, placing his index finger on his lips.

He stood in front of the window, looked around, and opened the window.

Knock-

The dark night sky was quiet, and there was no one outside the window.

Of course. Class 2 F was located on the second floor of Johannes Castle.

The first floor of Johannes Castle had an administrative office, a lounge, and a banquet hall.

Therefore, there was no one on the first floor at this time.

On the second floor were the first and second grade classrooms, on the third ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) floor were the third and fourth grade classrooms, and on the fourth floor were the music room and the art room.

Someone seemed to have heard a similar sound as us and looked out the first grade window.

It was the middle of the night when only the eerie moonlight illuminated Johannes Castle.

Leonard, who had stuck his head out the window, made eye contact with the first grade classroom leader and quietly closed the window.

He didn’t talk to the first grade leader.

Come to think of it, it was something that was in the safety manual.

‘Okay. Let’s read the manual first.’

I read the introduction of the manual that Leonard had given me carefully.

<Safety Rules for Johannes Castle Students>

Before conveying the safety rules for Johannes Castle, since the year 543 of the continental calendar, entry to Johannes Castle has been strictly prohibited during this period.

However, since the establishment of the St. Gloria Private School on this remote island in 802 of the Continental Calendar, the historical taboo has been broken and it is now treated as a simple occult superstition.

Even so, the students of Class F must understand and be familiar with this fact.

There is a ghost gate in Johannes Castle.

The location and exact time of this ghost gate change every year, so no one knows.

Close the gate. Good luck.

It seems that they wanted to scare the students from the beginning. And most of the readers will think so.

However, I had a hard time concluding that this was just a warning made up by someone.

It was natural when I thought about the things I had experienced at this school.

‘Just in case, let’s memorize everything we can and prepare for everything we can.’

I brought holy water and a cross necklace with me without fail.

And after reading the introduction, I realized that the history of this island was older than that of St. Gloria Private School.

At that time, Leonard opened his mouth.

“The guidebook is the same one you received in the first year. If you don’t remember it, take the guidebook with you and look at it often. Let’s go to the banquet hall on the first floor now. We will be drawing the order from the first-year F class to the fourth-year F class.”

At Leonard’s words, I saw all the students standing up and packing their bags.

Why would the students be doing the safety inspection of Johannes Castle?

As Dante had said earlier, this test of courage called the safety inspection was a tradition that only existed in Johannes Castle.

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Students in other classes were transferred to different classes every year based on their grades. However, once the F class students were assigned to the F class, most of them could not leave the F class until graduation unless they changed their major.

That may be why the bond between the F class students seemed particularly strong.

That was also why the <Transfer Student Orientation> was created in the F class.

Transfer students will be assigned to another class after finishing one semester anyway, so they don’t pay attention.

As expected, the students in the class didn’t read the guidelines properly as if they already knew the content.

I was the only one who was diligently reading and rereading the guidelines.

“Don’t bother. It’s nothing.”

As I continued to read the guidelines in the hallway leading to the banquet hall on the first floor, Dante, who was following me, said something.

Everyone thought that this year’s courage test would pass without any problems.

Crisis always comes at such times.

I asked him.

“Nothing happened last year?”

“What happened? Were there any accidents?”

When I nodded instead of answering Dante’s question, he was silent for a moment as if he was thinking.

Soon, he scratched the back of his head and shrugged.

“It’s just a courage test, so how could there be any accidents? There were no accidents.”

Even though nothing happened, I wasn’t relieved.

According to what I heard from the student council president and Father Cesario, it hasn’t been that long since strange phenomena began to occur on this island.

Maybe this test of courage will be a test of courage different from the previous ones.

“Does the Ghost Gate really exist?”

I asked Dante, pretending not to know anything.

Dante looked at me with a face that seemed to be asking a strange question.

“You mean the door that ghosts come and go through? Is that real? That’s just scaring. Every year, the 4th grade class president selects a door that can be used as a ghost gate. The students just have to find that door while doing the test of courage.”

In short, the ghost gate is just a concept.

However, since I know that the passage connecting the ‘other world’ opens through the door, it didn’t sound like a concept to me.

Because the ghost gate really existed.

At that moment, Dante added something.

“Oh, right. There are no accidents, but there are incomprehensible phenomena.”

“Incomprehensible phenomena?”