Why is my time traveling to the second dimension such a weird rule story?

Dong-Dong-Dong-

The knocking sound, along with the voices of the three people, became heavier and heavier.

Snap!

Gao Hai stretched out his hand and slapped the shoulders of Zhenfei and Kaguya with a little force. The two were stunned for a moment, and then quickly woke up. At this moment, they both realized their abnormal actions that they had not noticed.

[Open the door]

Dong!

An extremely heavy knock on the door sounded, accompanied by a slight vibration of the floor.

Gao Hai took a step back. At this time, he had retreated to the corner of the corridor and was almost unable to see the door.

[Open the door]

Dong! !

The second knock on the door was so violent that it sounded like a small earthquake.

Gao Hai was not careful for a moment and was actually shaken and sat on the ground.

Zhenfei quickly reached out to hold the wall to avoid falling to the ground, while Kaguya stood steadily and immediately supported Zhenfei and retreated, holding the wall clock that had just been taken down from the corridor.

[Open the door]

Dong--! ! !

In the third heavy explosion, all three people were inevitably shaken to the ground again.

[Open the door]

[Open the door]

[Open the door]

The voices outside the door began to repeat.

The tightly closed door was shaking violently at this moment, and there were gradually inconspicuous cracks on the door frame.

The voices of the three people had lost their distinction and became overlapping, emotionless, and mechanically repeated sounds.

Open the door!

The three people outside the door shouted together and pounded on the door together.

Open the door! !

The door frame gradually began to deform, and this iron security door, which should have been very strong, seemed to have a faint bulge.

Gao Hai climbed up from the ground, holding the wall with one hand and holding the slightly trembling Zhenfei with the other hand, looking forward together, trying to retreat behind them again.

Kaguya, who was slightly forward, kept a half-squatting posture to resist the vibration in the house, and also planned to step back.

Dong——

The sound of heavy door slamming rang again.

But this time, the sound made the three people in the corridor stop at the same time.

[Open the door]

The voices of the three people sounded synchronously.

They sounded synchronously behind the three people in the corridor, and behind the closed door leading to the living room.

Click-click-click-

The wooden door, which was not very strong to begin with, made a shattering sound.

[Open the door]

And three completely overlapping shouts sounded from behind the door and from the living room, along with the sound of the door being slammed.

Chapter 10: The clocks in every room are absolutely accurate

What's going on? What's going on? What's going on? !

All the current situations have completely exceeded expectations.

The door slamming sound, which was more violent than the last, accompanied by the repeated shouts of "open the door" without any emotion, and the entire corridor shaking violently like an earthquake, and the dizziness that spread from the brain involuntarily, alternated and mixed together, like a chaotic music.

Gao Hai knew very well that it was meaningless to panic when encountering an emergency.

Being in a hurry will not make the enemy sympathize with you and slow down your actions. You cannot delay the urgent and dangerous situation. There is no pause button in reality. The faster you calm down, the more likely you are to think of a solution and get rid of the current predicament.

But what to do?

The best experience he had in his past life was to stand up for the bullied students in the class when he was in school, and fight with five gangsters with a mop stained with shit, and then earned the nickname "Shit Stick Fairy". No one taught him how to deal with strange talks that cannot be measured by common sense, especially when the rule sheet in his hand has expired for two years, and it is impossible to verify whether the content is valid or not. There are no various plug-ins such as perspective invincibility, and even if there are two beautiful girl teammates, they cannot be transformed out of thin air to deal with intelligence.

To be honest, the rule sheet says that you can't respond. Who the hell knows that this ghost thing can even communicate inner thoughts to form a dialogue? ! Is it that the person who wrote this broken rule has a hole in his brain and deliberately concealed the key points, or is the rule of this ghost place really different every day, super evolution every day, right?

"Why... are they knocking on the living room door?"

At this moment, Zhenfei was completely panicked. She looked behind her in disbelief, at the cracked and shaky living room door.

She couldn't understand.

It was clear that those things were knocking on the door outside the corridor the second before, but how come they entered the living room and started knocking on the door between the living room and the corridor the next second.

All her knowledge and experience could not explain everything at the moment, nor could they help her find a reference for action.

Until this moment, the girl began to truly understand what [ghost talk] was.

Crack!

A hole appeared in the wooden living room door.

Blood flowed out of the hole.

A fishy smell spread.

It was as if the living room that the three of them had just searched had now become a slaughterhouse, full of bloody limbs.

[Open the door! ]

The shouts of the three people seemed to ring directly in their ears.

It was as if three invisible people were standing beside them, roaring at them.

Amid the distorted voices, my vision seemed to be blurring.

It was like seeing three broken figures crowded behind the door, wailing and making sharp screams of pain.

boom!

The wooden door had completely deformed and was about to be smashed open.

The corridor also showed a strange state at this moment, like the projection of a distorted mirror, distorted and shapeless.

And they themselves, the three people sitting on the ground at this moment, seemed to be distorting together. Every cell in the body, skin, flesh and bones, seemed to be slowly distorting into grotesque shapes.

"What the hell..."

Shinomiya Kaguya, who was struggling to support her body, tried several times but could not stand up.

From the moment the things outside the door began to change, the three people in the corridor began to lose control of their bodies.

The world becomes more and more distorted like an illusion, and the hands and feet lose more and more strength.

The noisy voice kept amplifying and roaring in his mind, as if the three of them were surrounded by countless figures in all directions.

It was as if this corridor was already crowded with countless people, so crowded that they couldn't move.

One after another...

There is no way to see it, there is no way to hear it, there is no way to feel it...

The person who has been... always lingering here... can never rest in peace...

"Woo..."

Kaguya Shinomiya, who had the sharpest hearing among the three, fell to the ground with a painful whimper.

After all, this young girl who is only 17 years old has never faced such a terrifying and strange scene. In addition, before Gao Hai and Shijo Zhenfei came out, she had been listening to the knocking on the door alone for a while in the corridor, so she was subjected to The biggest impact was that he had almost lost the strength to support his body.

But even so, she still subconsciously grabbed the wall clock in her hand, the only clock in room 208 that was taken from the end of the corridor, and never let go.

"Four... Kaguya..."

An indistinct voice sounded in my ears.

Among the countless howls of pain, someone's voice seemed to ring close to her ears.

The next moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and instantly grabbed the clock in her hand.

Kaguya turned her head suddenly and saw Gao Hai's face gradually cracking from the middle.

That kind of scene really shouldn't be something that can be seen in the real world.

Kaguya could clearly see that Gao Hai's face had a crack in the middle, and his cheeks were spread out to both sides like an open book.

The blood is still flowing in the blood vessels under the skin. The white brain seems to be squirming slightly. The tongue that was cut in half is still rolling. Even the muscles at the cross section are trembling so clearly that they can even be seen. Until saliva is secreted from above.

Is this...an illusion?

Lowering his head, the skin on his finger that was holding the wall clock seemed to be peeling off bit by bit, and he could already see the bright red flesh underneath.

There seems to be no pain.

But it seems...the pain is becoming clearer bit by bit.

After I felt it, after I discovered it, after I became aware of it, the pain began to spread gradually, spreading throughout my body.

"..."

No sound can be made.

Silent, no sound in the corridor.

The girl couldn't make any sound.

She seemed to be able to see her body becoming transparent.

I saw every part of my body begin to tear and break, and I saw myself gradually shatter into large and small pieces.

The pain became clearer and clearer.

Thoughts are constantly slowing down.

No sound came out of his mouth, he could only watch all of this happening numbly.

Look at yourself, gradually heading towards death.

Is this what happened in the corridor outside?

Click——

But it seemed like I could still hear some sounds.

The sound came from the side, from very close.

He moved his gaze downwards with difficulty.

What she saw was a severed hand.

One was almost completely broken, with only a little bit of remaining skin remaining connected to a broken skeleton that was almost completely torn apart.

She saw two fingers.

Gently, two fingers clasped on the hour hand of the wall clock.

Click——

A clear voice sounded in my ears.

The hour hand of the wall clock was moved like this.

Moved backward a small distance of half a grid.

"Ugh!"

The next moment, Kaguya's eyes widened and she suddenly sat up from the dirty broken bed.