As they went deeper, the eerie piano music became clearer.
Mono could distinguish every single note, but once the notes were strung together, the atmosphere changed.
It was like a sudden cat's meow heard while sleeping in the middle of the night.
Or like the sound of silent water surrounding you in the abyss of the ocean. Within the silence, there was an unsettling horror.
Especially how the piano would reach the end of a melody only to stop abruptly and start all over again.
It was as if one were trapped in this repeating barrier of Magic Sound, like a cycle, a cage from which it was hard to escape.
Such an eerie piece of music was not meant for human appreciation.
Mono led Six to the end of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor was a hall, which had two floors.
The first floor was locked by a heavy door, cutting it off from the outside world. Mono didn't find any key nearby that could open this door.
As for the second floor...
"Ding-dang-dang-dang?"
"Dang-dang-dang-dang?"
As if sensing Mono's gaze, a series of even more lively notes suddenly drifted down from upstairs.
The music was coming from a room in the Attic, which meant that Neck Person Teacher was upstairs.
Mono hesitated for only a moment before stepping forward and climbing upstairs.
Just as Momo—no, Six—said, a true warrior dares to face
a bleak life and dares to look directly at dripping blood.
Mono didn't consider himself a warrior, but to leave this godforsaken place, what needed to be done had to be done.
Six remained silent throughout.
The two of them climbed to the second floor along the winding stairs.
The second-floor corridor looked somewhat cluttered.
Several iron cabinets were stacked to one side.
Mono found only one exit, which was above the cabinet—a vent.
The music in his ears became even clearer; it was inside the room the vent led to.
Mono just gave it a look, climbed onto the cabinet, and skillfully flipped through the vent.
Following the sound of the music, the two of them slowly crawled forward through the pitch-black ventilation duct.
After crawling like this for over a minute, a faint light appeared before them. The surround sound of the music was now right by their ears.
He slowly poked his head out of the vent.
Inside the room, a familiar figure once again entered their sight. In the dim space sat a piano.
sheet music was scattered around the piano.
A broken Television lay in the corner.
The teacher was wearing a black formal gown, sitting in front of the piano bench.
Her fingers were long and slender, her movements light. As her hands flew across the keys, it was like flowers blooming with blood.
Her posture was dignified, her back straight, her head slightly tilted up, and her expression composed, like
a noble lady from a Western court.
Anyone who didn't know better would surely be moved by her temperament, to the point of being haunted by it in their dreams.
Neck Person Teacher's acting was truly excellent. If it wasn't for this eerie piano music giving her away, even he couldn't help but want to praise her.
However, thinking back on the journey, Neck Person Teacher always managed to appear on the path he had to take, even when not needed.
Whether it was the classroom, the biological storage room, or now the piano room, she was never absent. Mono actually felt a sense of admiration for her hard work.
Furthermore, Neck Person Teacher held multiple roles, managing this massive campus; she was truly a model teacher.
From another perspective, she really did deserve praise.
After a bit of internal grumbling, Mono's gaze began searching again.
He was looking for an exit.
In the game, the final exit was in this piano room. After a quick scan, Mono's eyes soon landed on the opposite wall. There was another ventilation duct opening on the wall.
However, the height of that opening was much higher than this one, at least five or six meters from the ground.
And the wall opposite was very clean, with nothing to use as a foothold for climbing. He had to scrap the idea of climbing into the ventilation duct from the floor.
Mono looked up and noticed a long iron rack hanging from the ceiling beam in the middle of the room.
The rack was suspended, positioned right between the two vents.
Mono's eyes lit up.
The rope tied to the rack goes upward, hooked to a set of pulleys.
As long as the rope is pulled, the hanging rack can be lowered.
If the rack is lowered to the right height, they can use it as a relay platform to jump into the opposite ventilation duct opening.
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