Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 154: Still

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The door was half open, and I peeked inward, but for some reason, the darkness behind the door seemed to be just a background image, and I couldn't see anything inside. I couldn't help thinking, if only there was a flashlight. Wait, isn't there a quark? Quark seemed to understand my thoughts, and flew in quickly, and a vague feeling immediately grew in my heart.

There seems to be no Ranwen Novel Network in it. This feeling of "emptiness" is somewhat different from ordinary "nobody, empty" and so on. This feeling was conveyed to me from the quark, our hearts are connected, but I can't figure out what the bird thinks, so I can't give a reasonable explanation.

However, there is no danger of Ranwen.com.

I grabbed the doorknob, made up my mind amidst the sound of wind and rain, pushed the door completely open, and people stepped into it without hesitation.

I seemed to have fallen into a lake of ink. I couldn't see my fingers. I only felt the quark fall on my shoulder again. I just stood there for a while, probably because of the darkness, a faint outline gradually appeared in front of my vision.

I looked around, and there was only a narrow staircase in front of me. There were only four hospital structures with high steps and an iron door on the steps. I don't know if it was an illusion from the light, the iron gate was a little dazzling for a moment, and it seemed to emit a dark red luster. But in the blink of an eye, it still looked rusty. When I went further, I found that it was not rusty at all, and it was not completely made of iron, but was wrapped in a layer of iron sheet, and the wood texture behind the iron sheet was actually white.

I tried to turn the ball-shaped door handle, and the lock made a clicking sound. Maybe the girl swiftly locked from the inside when she ran away. This kind of guessing made me feel relieved. The girl will definitely find the adult in this building, and then I can figure out what is going on.

But being stuck here is not my style. Although I have experienced many events that adults have never experienced, I am not too old after all. I have to take the initiative to avoid being despised by adults.

Besides, I always feel that this place is a bit weird, and I can't tell how I got here, maybe those adults are not kind.

I twisted the handle hard again, trying to destroy it with violence, but failed. The door lock was unexpectedly strong, but it was not difficult for me.

The quark jumped out of his shoulders, turned into a cloud of gray mist and plunged into the keyhole. When the body solidified, it had become a black key inserted in the lock.

I opened the lock and pushed the door. Behind the door is a back-shaped corridor. I am standing at the lower left corner of the back-shaped shape. It is conceivable that if I enter from the other side of the door, it will be in the lower right corner. The tiles on the walls and the ground were white. Under the light, the entire corridor looked pale, the bench not far from the right hand was empty, and the quiet air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Are you in a hospital? But when I think of the statue of the Virgin in the church hall, I don't think it's an ordinary hospital. Who would put the church and the hospital together? Moreover, I have seen the hospital in the small town, which is much smaller in scale than here, and the structure is quite different from here.

In the past three days, although Fu Jiang and I cannot say that we are familiar with every part of the town, we still have an impression of important community institutions such as police stations, hospitals, and residential areas. I'm sure that there is absolutely no Ranwen Novel Network in the small town. A place similar to this one.

In other words, are you no longer in the town now?

"Fujian Pan Jung" I called out the names of a few more people, but there was still no answer from Ranwen.com. Not only that, but I didn't even see the doorman or other adults who were expected to be awakened by the yelling.

Who brought yourself here? Why did you let yourself stay here again? Think about it carefully, the other party is definitely not for money, nor can it be an ordinary person. Is it a doomsday truth cultist? The church-like hall in the front hall and the abnormal silence here, if there is a cult haunting here, I will definitely not be surprised.

However, the statue of the Virgin and the symbols shown in that pane are not in the style of the truth of the end. Maybe it is another subordinate institution of Doomsday Truth, but this possibility is very high.

But if it’s the truth of the end, they don’t kill me immediately, but instead throw me in this place. Why? And those footsteps, that elf-like girl, where are these people? Why are they here?

So many questions seem to make the inference that I was kidnapped by the doomsday truth unreliable.

"Hey, anyone? I don't have any bad intentions." I shouted again.

The incandescent lamp above the ceiling made a sudden electric sizzle, and it flickered a few times before it went out. I looked up reflexively, and almost half of the lights were damaged, causing the entire corridor to fall into a dim atmosphere. This is too coincidental. It is hard to believe that these lights are naturally damaged, and the place does not seem to lack maintenance. The walls and floors are cleanly wiped to reflect the human face. This seemingly premeditated feeling makes this building even more gloomy and silent.

I walked forward and went to the room closest to me and looked at the house number. The card was removed, but the number "107" was engraved with a knife at the bottom of the card slot. A little further down, there is a crayon graffiti left by a child. The painting is really bad, I can barely tell it is a man with huge windy ears, pinched by a sharp-toothed monster and hung in the air, but the man smiles exactly like the monster and stares at me. , Made me feel extremely uncomfortable immediately.

Judging from the immaturity of the strokes, the child who left this painting is not very old, but why does a young child leave such a creepy painting?

I knocked on the door, and there was no response from Ranwen.com. Anyway, it was the same before, and I won't be polite anymore. I cautiously opened the door of the room with the key turned into a quark and walked in.

Sure enough, there was no one inside. The dim light shone from behind, and I saw my shadow dragged straight into the room from under my feet. This is a single room, quite clean and tidy, it seems that people have not left for long. The furnishings are very simple, there is no table, only a chair, a bed and a bookshelf.

There are about ten books on the bookshelf, not even one-third of the space is full, but they are neatly listed. When I stepped forward, I saw that it was half of classic literature such as "Thorn Birds", and half was religious and mythological classics. If Fu Jiang was here, he would definitely be able to tell what kind of guy the owner of the room was from the furnishings of the house and the books on the bookshelf, but at this time I could only take a random copy and flip through it at will.

It's a mythology book. The whole story is in foreign languages ​​that I don't know. The first illustration is a big tree, but there is no fruit on the branch, only one noun after another.

Thinking about this kind of thing is useless. I put it back on the bookshelf, walked to the bed, put my hand on the white quilt, it was still a bit warm, it seemed that it hadn't been long since people left.

In other words, besides that girl, there are really other people here?

I noticed that this bed is not a common household style, but an iron frame bed that is easy to remove. This kind of bed is generally only purchased by organizations that emphasize collective life, advocate a simple lifestyle, or have low funds. . Combined with the narrow and clean feeling of this room, I couldn't help but make me realize that this single room exudes the smell of imprisonment.

The combination of the church and the hospital, the imprisoned ward, a bold guess is about to come out.

This place is not an ordinary hospital, but a mental hospital.

The reason why I came to this place must not be without reason. Think carefully about what I have been involved in recently. The cadre training place of the Doomsday Truth Sect is a mental hospital, and he came to the small town to investigate the fire in a mental hospital ten years ago. Which one is the reason for putting yourself in this weird place?

My intuition is the second one, but the mental hospital was burned down ten years ago. Is it possible that you have passed through the tunnel of time and space like science fiction and returned to ten years ago?

But at this moment, I suddenly realized that the abnormality of this room was not that it had something that it shouldn't have, but that it was missing something that should have been there.

When I first arrived, there was a lot of wind and rain, but now I can’t hear any sound. A squally rainstorm of that scale is dripping, how could it stop suddenly? I spread my legs and ran to the window. Outside the window was a garden. The outermost wall was less than ten meters away from the room, with trees planted in between. But I was stunned.

There were little drops of water on the glass windows, the pouring rain outside the house was so clear, the trees were skewed by the strong wind, and the thunderclouds in the distance seemed to be split by purple lightning. But all this is still and silent, its image and color cannot find any flaws, but everything looks like a scene frozen on the canvas.

I was so surprised that I forgot to close my mouth. After a while, I recovered and tried to push the window open, but the window was closed so tightly that it seemed to be stuck together. I stared at the raindrops on the glass, only to see a thin, pale face with sunken eye sockets. Is that my own face?

I felt the muscles in my face were so rigid that I couldn't make any expressions, but the face reflected in the glass suddenly turned to one side, seeming to be staring at something behind me.

My breathing was immediately blocked, I took a few steps back, raised the chair, and slammed it on the window glass, only to hear a "bang", and the glass did not move.

Now I can be sure that I must not be in a normal world.

"Hehehe..."

Someone pushed me while I was in a daze, and got in behind me. Where is that girl from? Have you been hiding under the bed? I turned my body subconsciously, but there was nothing there. I raised my head, the door shook and closed with a touch, and she seemed to ran out.

Without the light in the hallway, the light in the room suddenly weakened, and the solidified purple-red electric light outside the window became conspicuous. The light was so sharp that it gave the illusion that the air had become transparent.

At this moment, the window vibrated as if it was being shaken vigorously, and it rattled. Then the bookshelf shook, and the books fell to the ground. It looked like a grumpy transparent man came in through the window and swept all the books down. The chair that fell by the wall stood up on its own, and I turned around suddenly and couldn't help but back up a few steps.

The white cushion of the iron frame bed was slowly bulging, and there seemed to be two people struggling in pain.

Although I don’t understand what’s going on, there doesn’t seem to be any worse changes from Ranwen.com, except that the outline under the white blanket looks like a human being, but the rough, hoarse gasps and screams don’t sound like Humanity.

I pressed down the beating heart, walked forward quietly on tiptoe, grabbed the corner of the cushion, swallowed a breath, and opened it suddenly.

The next moment, I was frightened by what was inside.

That thing is really not human, but countless fist-big bugs. It is flat with whiskers and red all over, like a cockroach, but it is definitely not a cockroach. They are piled together, as if two human bodies are fused together one by one. Some bugs kept digging in, while others were squeezed out and turned their backs. The pattern on the stomach looked like a painful human face.

It's so disgusting, I feel numb all over, and my hairs are standing up. Quietly, I tried not to disturb their retreat. As soon as I touched the doorknob, these red bugs suddenly agitated. They dripped down the bed like flowing water, spread to the walls and ceiling, and some fell from the ceiling, and soon filled every space in front of the field of vision.

The air began to become distorted, exuding a burnt smell. Although the skin didn't feel like burning, but mentally, I felt that the temperature of the room was rising rapidly.

They are like sea waves, seeming to engulf the entire room. I suddenly became anxious and twisted the door handle hard, but the door seemed to be locked by the girl who ran out again. When the key that the quark turned into was inserted into the keyhole, I saw the bugs crawling on the walls on both sides of the door.

I opened the door all at once and was about to step out, only to find a boy in front of me wearing a white robe of a patient, staring straight at me. His lips moved, as if to say something to me, and then disappeared toward the right side of the corridor like a gust of wind.

It was this stupefaction, the feeling of being climbed came from my back, and a violent burning pain spread up. I wanted to get rid of them, but my body was frozen and unable to move, I could only watch myself. Engulfed by those bugs, his vision became completely dark.

My consciousness is becoming blurred, I only know that I am still struggling in the chaotic darkness. Suddenly, the power to restrain the body disappeared, and I opened my eyes suddenly.

The warm light and the towering **** of the woman flooded into the field of vision. The contrast with everything that I had suffered a few seconds ago was so dramatic that I fell into a dream with suspicion.

The woman seemed to feel something, a hand gently touching the top of my head, she lowered her face. Ah, Fu Jiang, my heart can't help but thump.

The heart palpitations and fatigue of the rest of my life swept through every cell. The warm touch clung to my back, making me realize that I was lying on Fu Jiang's lap.

She was still driving at this time, and the scenes passing by the car window were so vibrant.

All this is true.

What the **** is going on?

"Have you had a nightmare? A Chuan." Fu Jiang's voice came.

"Ah... well, it's a dream..." I said uncertainly.

Is it really a dream? Everything I encountered was indeed as strange as a nightmare, but there seemed to be burning pain remaining on my back, and the tip of my nose seemed to be able to smell the smell of disinfectant and burnt water. It's like really returning to the mental hospital that was destroyed by the fire ten years ago.

I began to believe that the place in my dream was the small town mental hospital I was investigating, but why did I dream of entering there? I don't think it is because of daily thinking. There must be some reason to let myself go to that world. That's right, it must be so, that is the message left to me by the ghosts who died in the mental hospital. Who is the girl who appeared there? What did the last boy want to tell me?

There are many doubts that need to be answered. This is not something that can be completed in a day or two, but as long as I can enter the dream state—I believe I can enter, I will definitely be able to find out the answer. What's more, more information will definitely be available in reality.

After this weird dream journey, I am extremely convinced that this must be another doomsday event triggered by a prophet.

I cheered up and got up from Fu Jiang’s lap.

"How long did I sleep?"

"About five minutes."

"Ah...I thought I slept for three days and three nights." I sighed deeply, then looked into the rearview mirror, and saw that I was still the same as the top student Gao Chuan in the mirror. It seemed that the pale patient's face I saw before was just an illusion.

"In other words, can you work hard all night tonight?" Fu Jiang teased.

"Did I say that?" I rubbed my cheeks. "I have an important date tonight. You won't believe where I was just now."

"...Are you still awake? A Chuan." Fu Jiang said, "Be careful, nightmares are not a good thing."

Yes~IndoMTL.com~ is really not a good thing.

At this time, the car has entered the most prosperous area in the center of the town, and the constant appearance of trash cans, vending machines, traffic lights, and fashionable pedestrians finally brings a sense of civilization. Compared to the scale of the city, it is a little bit worse, but it has no sense of remoteness. Generally speaking, the development level here is not enough, it seems that Ranwen Novel Network is not particularly favored by developers, but it is also one of the attractions in this area suitable for tourism and recuperation.

The speed of the car ahead slowed down and eventually stopped in front of a two-story building. There are people coming and going on the street, but it is not congested. The vehicles in the driveway are mostly family trucks, and sometimes children playing skating and skateboarding rush on the sidewalk.

I got out of the car, looked up at the police badge above the main entrance, and secretly prayed that the trip would go smoothly.

Jung brought Pan over.

"Bring the ID of the Intelligence Bureau. The name of the Security Bureau has no meaning here. We will act in the name of the research staff of the Behavior Analysis Department of the Intelligence Bureau." Jung ordered.

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