Seemingly having heard Yan Hai's roar, Zhou Bai and all the students turned their heads together, and Yan Hai saw that each of their faces was so expressionless, so numb, just like walking corpses, devoid of any sign of life.
Gu Tianle looked at him, a strange smile appearing on his face, as Yan Hai saw tiny black things, resembling little bugs, crawling across the other's face, forming a line of text.
"Do you think you're really normal?"
"Do you think sanity... really matters?"
The next moment, Yan Hai felt a sudden sharp pain drill into his mind. He screamed miserably, throwing the book he was holding onto the ground and clutching his head with both hands.
It felt as though something forced its way into his mind, like a black tide, constantly sweeping over his sea of consciousness, filled with all manner of crazy thoughts and sinister whispers roaring in his brain, gradually eroding his sanity, destroying his fragile senses.
