Chapter -4| Bloody dream?

Chapter-4

"Wait, why the hell am I hovering in front of this thing again?" Seeing the translucent screen for the second time, the man grumbled.

However, instead of disregarding it as a ploy, the man carefully looked at it and discovered two options twinkling in red illumination just below the reincarnate line.

'Oi, why is this AI turning into a game now?' The man pondered while trying to touch the translucent screen again, but his hand passed right through.

"What's all this nonsense, why don't you just give me a forgetful potion or something and I'll be on my way to the underworld?" The man made an attempt to sound somewhat reasonable, but there was no response.

The man was compelled to pull his hair out in frustration, yet he was in an astral form and had no way to do so. Rather, all he was able to do was click on either "yes" or "no."

'sIgh, choosing an option here is too difficult.' he thought, but from his phrase, it seemed that he, too, didn't know, but there was a part of his perception that desired to be reborn and satisfy the dreams he could not accomplish on earth in the life that followed.

However, for some unknown reason, the majority of his consciousness desired to be laid to rest, as if it already knew what would occur if they gave in to the greed of an ideal existence.

But, even after hours of deliberation, there was not one option who stood out, so the man took a bold and foolish risk.

The man closed his eyes while raising his finger and slammed it upon the translucent screen, where the two choices twinkled like stars.

Tap…

Even though he had moved his finger forward, he went through an uneasy notion that his finger might also go right through the screen; nonetheless, he sensed the tip of his finger touch something.

'Is it yes or no?' The man quickly opened his eyes hopefully to check which option he had selected.

"huh! What happened to that screen?" The man grumbled, as when he opened his eyes to check, the screen had already vanished from existence.

'Was I actually delusional even after I've passed away?' He laughed nervously, believing himself to be the first wacko to experience crazy hallucinations even after death.

But subsequently the entire space began to tremble violently, and the brilliant illumination vanished into nothingness.

"What in the hell is this place?" The man howled as the hall's appearance changed constantly until it resembled a horror movie set.

bang..

bang.

"Who are you? Stop this unusual behaviour right now!"

'huh! What was that noise? Is there a woman caught up in that darkness?' The man thought after he heard a loud banging sound followed by an annoyed woman's sharp remark.

But since the hall was originally entirely devoid of people, he got confused by those voices.

"Stop right now! If you do not comply, we will contact the police and..." The woman's voice was suddenly cut off, and a dim light appeared in the middle of the dark hall.

'What's that light now?' Curiosity piqued, he began to move in its direction.

The man exclaimed, "It's an old television." With the spirit of the underworld present to lead him through the darkness, he had believed that he would finally be able to move forward, but he was proven to be completely mistaken once more.

He knelt down next to the television and put his astral hand over the screen since it was blank except for a few pixels making a screeching noise.

Khrrrrr.

"Why is this shit happening?" The man threw a quick punch on the screen, annoyed by everything that was going on in this hall.

Bang.

"Hold your horses, Hayashi-sensei, we don't have to call anyone just yet."

The screen abruptly turned on, and a burly male appeared on T.V. rolling up his sleeves and grinning at a four-eyed woman standing beside him alongside another bald four-eyed guy.

"Now take a look here, you sunnuva bitch!" That big guy reached his hand through the gap in the bars and grabbed the collar of the strange-looking man who seemed to have banged his forehead on those iron bars like a foolish goat.

Khrrrr..

The screen, which was back to regular function following a punch, began to malfunction yet again.

Bang..

However, knowing the cure for television's ailment, the man gave it another dose of a swift punch.

"Teshima-sensei! Are you okay? Teshima-sensei."

After an impressive hit recharge, the television rebooted and displayed the body of the burly guy who had been acting high and mighty barely thirty seconds prior to now.

His entire body was covered in blood, and veins had begun to protrude as if he were a year-old corpse.

The man watching T.v. had thought the guy was goner until Teshima-sensei opened his bloodshot eyes.

"I'm so relieved." The woman teacher's voice came as Teshima-sensei opened his eyes, to which the corpse-like Teshima rose up and grabbed the woman teacher's bra, revealing almost her bare skin through T.V.

"Eh! Don't tell me this idiot is planning to molest this woman in that state," The guy muttered almost in bewilderment as he stared at the t.v. screen.

The guy, intrigued by what would happen next, glued his eyes to the television.

And just as he expected, that guy named Teshma-sensei opened his jaw as if about to bite the woman, then shot upwards.

kuagh.

"What The Fuck!!!" the man staring at t.v. screamed as the body of that Teshima guy—you'll never know how—appeared out of the television. And grabbed his neck.

"Let me go, you psychotic bastard." The man cursed in an attempt to break free from his grasp, but he failed.

bite*

"arghh, bloody hell." The man experienced excruciating pain as the sharp teeth dug into his skin.

'But wasn't I in astral form? So how?' The man tried to make sense of the situation, but before he could do anything else, he started to lose his state of consciousness

Ding.

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