Mysterious Revival

Chapter 555: Chapter 552: The Ominous Painting

In the dormitory.

Sun Yujia saw with her own eyes the strange appearance of the old oil painting, that was thought to be problematic, next to Wang Yue’s bed. She was very certain that the painting had been placed on Zhang Xia’s bunk before and hadn’t been moved since Zhang Xia’s disappearance; no one had touched it in the meantime, after all it was someone else’s personal possession, and they all had that level of decency.

But now, the problematic painting was hanging next to Wang Yue’s bed, almost touching her, while Wang Yue herself was still burying her head in sleep, completely unaware.

er bed?

Looking at the painting so close at hand, Wang Yue suddenly felt an eerie sensation.

“Let’s get out of here quickly, I feel like our dorm is getting more and more off,” Sun Yujia only had terror in her eyes. If it weren’t for the fact that Wang Yue was with her, she would have already run out in fear.

“You’re right, we can’t stay in this dorm anymore, whether there’s a problem or not, let’s leave first,” Wang Yue replied.

At this moment, she also remembered the strange behavior of Miao Xiaoshan and Liu Zi, especially since Miao Xiaoshan had directly said that the painting in the dormitory was problematic and might be haunted.

She hadn’t believed it before because there was no evidence to prove that such an absurd thing was real.

But now she vaguely felt that Miao Xiaoshan’s words might be true.

This painting really had a problem.

The next moment, Wang Yue almost jumped down from her bed in an escape, almost falling to the ground, then she began to get dressed and put on her shoes in panic.

Sun Yujia moved even faster, she had wanted to leave the dorm as soon as she realized something was wrong, so she was already dressed.

“Wait for me, don’t leave me behind,” Wang Yue became even more panicked, she was scared of being left alone in the dorm by Sun Yujia.

Even staying here for another second made her feel afraid.

“Then hurry up,” Sun Yujia urged anxiously: “If only we had believed Miao Xiaoshan earlier and left with them.”

“What are you afraid of, it might not even be a haunting, and even if it really is some kind of supernatural event, I don’t believe a ghost would dare to show itself; at worst we’ll just go next door and hide. With more people around, ghosts are definitely scared,” Wang Yue tried to bolster her courage.

In her mind, a haunting was just a minor irritant, at most something that would scare people, nothing too serious.

The truly terrifying thing was that the hands of the blurry female figure in the painting were now appearing outside of the frame.

The hands, pale and almost devoid of blood, hung slightly below the frame with ten fingers clearly visible. Under the light, they even reflected a faint white glow.

This was a pair of perfectly shaped woman’s palms, but they were reaching out from an old oil painting, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that the true owner of these hands was likely a terrifying ghost hidden within the painting.

The horror of such a scene struck Sun Yujia, who was already panicking, and fear instantly engulfed her.

She wanted to flee but her body seemed to have lost all sensation and she couldn’t move at all.

Even time appeared to slow down around her, as she clearly saw Wang Yue reaching out toward the pale palms that extended from the oil painting.

Wang Yue was trying to get her bag because from her angle, she couldn’t see the eerie hands protruding from the painting, which were resting atop the bed—if she could, she wouldn’t have remained oblivious.

“Quick, run, there’s a ghost, stop going for your bag.”

Sun Yujia wanted to shout to warn her, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out.

Engulfed in extreme fear, people couldn’t even speak, let alone run away—they could only freeze in place like idiots, watching the danger unfold before them.

This situation was not uncommon.

In supernatural events, the reactions of many ordinary people were just like Sun Yujia’s—a few with stronger mental resilience might manage to act after some time.

Because of her height, Wang Yue couldn’t easily reach her belongings and ended up having to climb two steps to stand higher.

“Found it.” Wang Yue saw her bag in the corner by the head of the bed and quickly reached for it.

Thinking to quickly grab her stuff and get out, she decided not to stay in the dorm if it was haunted, resolving to sort things out the next day.

But as soon as she reached out her hand, a pale palm emerged from nowhere and grabbed her wrist.

It was cold, stiff, and the bone-chilling cold that came from her wrist made her shiver.

“Ah!”

Wang Yue let out an instinctual scream, desperately trying to pull back her hand, no longer caring about her newly bought bag.

But the pale, ice-cold palm held her wrist tightly, not letting go; instead, the swift movement caused the old painting beside the wall to fall.

Wang Yue lost her balance and fell to the dormitory floor as the oil painting from her bed also came crashing down.

It landed squarely on her.

Wang Yue screamed frantically, trying to shake off the thing on her, but that’s when she realized the fearsome hands grabbing her were stretching out from the painting.

But now she didn’t care about anything, fighting and screaming on instinct.

Her cries were shrill and desperate.

At the dormitory door, Sun Yujia was too scared to move, watching this scene unfold before her eyes.

No matter how Wang Yue struggled, she couldn’t shake the painting off her.

dy appeared on the playground beneath the dormitory building, out of breath.

She wanted to find Miao Xiaoshan and, of course, the most important was to find Yang Jian to inquire about the real situation.

But who could have imagined that she would lose sight of both of them as soon as she began her pursuit—running around the playground without even a glimpse of their figures, their disappearance revealing an incomprehensible eeriness.

“Call, right, give Miao Xiaoshan a call.”

Liu Zi, utterly unaware of the horrifying episode unfolding in her dormitory, took out her cellphone and dialed Miao Xiaoshan’s number.

This call was made with a plea for help.