Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 173: Rabbit
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Now I have two roads, one leads down the mountain and the other returns to the mental hospital.
Reading Net) Walking along the ramp, you will enter the darkness that seems to be filled with endless mist. The world outside the mental hospital, the earth and sky are strangely still. Think of the two blue fires floating on the clock tower. They are a sign of the sacrificial ceremony. Before it lights up, I can't get out of the mental hospital at all.
An image of a conjecture emerged from my mind, and the dream world is expanding. The sacrificial ritual is providing strength for it, and after the sacrificial ritual is completed, maybe the entire town will be constructed vividly.
According to this idea, it is useless to walk down the mountain now. The darkness, which seems to be covered by fog, may be the unfinished proof.
What's more, if Marceau is still alive, I'm probably still waiting for me in the mental hospital, and I must save her.
I made up my mind to go back, so I pushed **** the big iron gate of the courtyard. The lock was not visible on the iron gate, but it was as motionless as the doors and windows in the mental hospital before. But this doesn't bother me. I don't even need to use the power of quark. Although I am a top student, I have not done anything less than going over the wall. I stepped back a few steps, climbed up to the iron gate after a run-up, and turned over.
The courtyard in front of the red brick building is at least as wide as a football field. A cement main road leads directly to the entrance of the red brick building. On both sides of the main road is a cobblestone path, which separates a piece of flowerbeds and lawns. There are rockery and pavilions on several lawns. It is conceivable that in those sunny days ten years ago, what a leisure and elegant resort this was. Except for the square and depressing red brick building, it is almost impossible to see that dangerous and crazy mentally ill criminals have been held here.
Now, the sky is gloomy, stigmatized with thunder, and large shadows seem to obscure the vision like unknown wings. The trees and flowers ravaged by the storm are so still, maintaining their ruined posture, as if a strong and cold will , Let them endure pain and suffering forever.
I can't bear to think about it any more. I walked straight along the main road. Like the previous two times, I didn't see anyone else. In this weird and quiet world, it is really frustrating to be the only one who is still active.
"Marceau," I let go of my voice and yelled, but there was no response from Ranwen.com, and my voice was quickly swallowed by deathly silence.
When I opened the arched door of the red brick building, I realized that it was the church-like hall I had visited before. The statue of the Virgin Mary was still covered in tulle, and the red candle was burning as always, just like the first Like when I came here this time. When I walked in, the door was suddenly pushed hard by someone and closed with a touch.
At this moment, the scene outside the surrounding windows came to life. The storm slapped the glass windows, lifted the veil of the statue of the Virgin, and blew out the candles. Afterwards, the glass window that was opened also closed by itself. Now, whether it's the door or the window, I can't open them anymore.
The hall was plunged into darkness, occasionally turned white by the shining electric light.
I called out the quark, turned it into a dagger, held it in my hand, and walked into the mental hospital from the entrance on the left side of the statue of the Virgin.
As expected, the fluorescent lamp above my head burst out with electric sparks, which broke down after a while, and the light in the corridor became dim.
Following the route of the previous two times, I passed through Room 107 where the insect monster was released. The nicks and graffiti on the door did not change. I opened the door and looked inward, and the mysterious girl remained on the ground. Spiral crayon drawing underneath. The only difference is that when looking out from the room, the scenery that was originally like a still life painting has already gained life.
Rain water is flowing on the glass, the leaves are muddy under the roots, and the branches and leaves are swaying with the strong wind, as if they would break at any time.
These windows cannot be opened either.
These changes make me more and more convinced of my guess that this dream world is becoming lifelike.
"Hey, we meet again." The familiar childish voice came from behind me, very clear in the quiet atmosphere.
I was shocked, and I turned around and saw the mysterious girl standing at the door. It was a little different from the previous few times when I saw her. She wore a coat-like patient gown. Her long brown hair was draped over her shoulders, covering most of her face, but she can still be distinguished from her body and voice. It's the girl.
She holds the ears of a huge rabbit doll in her hand, and the rabbit doll almost as big as her drags to the ground like a corpse. The part of the rabbit's lips was sewn together by dense thread, creating a cheerful smile, but one of the button-shaped eyes was loosened and hung in the air by needles and threads, as if they had been dug out cruelly. The original color was no longer visible on the flannel of its fat body, as if it had just been picked up from the sewer or garbage dump, wet, with red and black mottled everywhere, and it looked extremely dirty.
However, the girl doesn't care at all.
I remember very clearly that before I came in, there was no figure in the hallway. When did she stand behind me? Where did it come from?
I always feel that her actions are like guiding me to do something. Whenever I try to pursue her, I will encounter some strange things, such as finding a room where a monster is hidden, or encountering other people.
I have a lot of things to ask her.
"Hello, it's so late, what are you doing here?" I said warmly, trying my best to show my kindness.
"Hide and seek." She stood outside the door, looking at me and replied.
"Hide and seek?" I was puzzled, "With whom?"
"A big bad guy, he always messes with me and makes a mess of my room." The girl said abruptly, seemingly not as scared of life as Ranwen.com during the previous meetings.
"You want to catch him?" I asked tentatively.
"No, he is going to catch me, but he can't catch me." The girl proudly said: "I want to tell other people and give him a severe lesson"
"Others? Is there anyone here?" I finally caught the keyword eye.
"Have you not met?" She stared at me suspiciously.
I want to say that there is no Ranwen Novel Network, but I think of Marceau, does she mean Marceau?
"Have you seen this woman?" I described Marceau's appearance. "She is called Marceau. She is in this psychiatric hospital like me, but she is not a patient."
"I know her." The girl's cunning is like honey: "But I won't tell you."
After that, she immediately dragged the rabbit puppet and ran away. I yelled "Wait" while catching up, but as soon as I took a step, the door suddenly closed. The darkness fell suddenly, and I couldn't see anything in front of me at all, so I had to stop. When a thunder light flashed, everything in the room lit up. I saw the position of the door lock and was about to go up to open it, but vaguely felt that someone was staring behind me.
I turned my head reflexively, only to see a man's face floating on the window glass very clearly. That's not my face, those deep facial features, thin cheeks, and pale complexion all show a tortured sickness.
"Who are you?" I asked aloud.
The man's face didn't answer, but he stared at me blankly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, making me suspicious that it was my own hallucination.
I quickly stepped forward to find out what was going on, but it was glass or glass, and the scenery outside the window remained the same. There was no evidence that anyone had come. I recalled the man's face, and I felt more familiar. I must have seen him somewhere.
I was puzzled, so I could only open the door and go out. The girl really didn't know where she went, so I had to go to the operating room where I met Marceau. Along the way, I observed the door of the passing room, trying to find a clue similar to that of Room 107, and sometimes tried to open the door, because the nicks and graffiti are not necessarily outside the door, for example, Room 113 is on the wall.
I also considered that I might release the monster by doing this, but the previous two encounters proved that as long as you don't enter the room and see something wrong, you may be able to avoid that situation by closing the door in time. In any case, this is also an attempt.
If the release of the monster means the continuation of the ritual that year, then I have to figure out how many monsters there are.
I definitely don't think that I and Marceau are sacrifices, but the guidance of the girl and the existence of the two of us must have something to do with the sacrifice.
As I approached the operating room, I heard a woman's sobbing sound from the operating room.
"Marceau?" I yelled cautiously, "I am Crow."
The woman's sobbing stopped suddenly, and the operating room fell into silence. I yelled a few more times, but there was no answer from Ranwen Novel.com. I felt something was wrong, and I approached the closed door of the operating room gently, pasted it on the glass and looked inside. The bleak shadowless light was turned on, and there seemed to be a person lying on the blood-stained operating table with his back facing me. He couldn't see his face. Because it was covered with white cloth, he couldn't see his clothes. But judging from his hazy figure and long hair , Seems to be a woman.
Her hair color is exactly the same as Marceau, but she is motionless, not knowing whether it is alive or dead.
There is no trace of a female ghost found on the Ranwen Novel Network. I immediately opened the door, but as soon as I walked in, a strong wind sounded from the side. I rolled forward subconsciously, and the long weapon swung over my head, making a "woo" sound. Before I got up from the ground, there was a cracking sound above my head. I continued to roll forward two times, and two heavy cabinets fell on the ground.
It's dangerous enough, and it's certainly not possible for ordinary people to react. However, I am a little happy because I will use traps, which means that someone has actually been here and has a certain understanding of the dangers of the environment.
The attack seems to have stopped, but I still dare not let down my guard. As I got up, I looked at the door. There was no one there, only a broom fell on the ground. At this time I was already at the operating table, but with such a big movement, the woman like Marceau seemed to be unconscious and motionless.
I looked around to confirm whether there were any traps, and hesitated, reaching out to push her to wake her. However, before my hand touched the opponent, the body suddenly flew upwards. I was really taken aback, and I raised my head unconsciously. At this moment, a sharp wind stabs my chest.
I kept the dagger in front of my chest in time. Although the attack was very rapid and sudden, it did not exceed the limits of ordinary people. It was not dangerous to me.
Sure enough, the collision force from the dagger is not too strong, and I can see the sneak attacker and her weapon clearly.
A white-collar woman with wide open blouses showing **** underwear and large dark skin, who else besides Marceau? However, her condition seems not so good. Her hair is tied into a ponytail, her eyes are red, and she is holding a simple spear made with an iron rod and a scalpel, as if she no longer recognizes me, she keeps attacking me across the operating table. .
Judging from her ferocious and angry eyes and face, she is serious, she really wants to kill me.
"Wake up, Marceau, it's me. I'm Crow. Do you remember the person who was with you yesterday?" I didn't know what she was going crazy, so I had to shout and resist Her attack.
Thinking of going mad, I suddenly remembered Thomas' words. Many of them became lunatics in nightmares and even committed suicide.
Marceau did not die on the Internet, which is a fortunate thing, but what has happened to her to become what she is now? I can't let her attack anymore, she doesn't mean to stop. I stepped back and got out of the range of the spear. Marceau stopped immediately and did not leave the operating table, but stared at me with guard. Once I stepped forward, she would be attacked by her.
She is now like a beast protecting her territory.
However, since there is a temporary stalemate, it means having time to talk.
"What's the matter? Marceau, why don't you say anything?" I put the dagger back in front of her, and raised my hands up to indicate that there is no hostility. "Look, we Not an enemy, I'm here to find you. You don't know how happy I am that you are still alive."
"Don't want to lie to me" Marceau finally said, his tone was cold, but it made me stunned for a moment. Her face was not so good, she was exhausted from writing, but her voice did not sound like she had lost her mind.
In other words, she attacked me when she knew what she was doing, but this made me even more confused.
"I lied to you? Why do you say that?" I expressed my doubts a hundredfold, "You have to talk to me about what happened after I left. Remember? I took the After you rescued it, what did you encounter afterwards?"
"Of course I remember, you don’t know how grateful I am for that child. He saved my life" Marceau said word by word: "But you are not him. You are not Crow, Crow has Dead, I saw it with my own eyes."
I remember that at that time, in order to protect her, I turned into dust in the super-vibrating screaming attack of the female ghost. Does Marceau think that is true? But even so, she couldn't make her resistance so fierce.
"Don't be silly, remember what I said to you? We are in a dream, I won't die." I tried to hold my smile.
"This is the tenth time you have said this, poor fellow, don’t you even know how to make up a new lie? It’s so stupid. I don’t know what you are, but I won’t be deceived. Twice." Marceau pointed at me with a spear firmly: "Even if you seem to be stronger than the previous few times and know how to avoid traps, that doesn't mean you can beat me. I have practiced. "
From her answer, I finally found the clue. It seems that after I got out of the dream, she stayed here, and something turned into me to try to attack her, but she saw it through and counterattacked. The two sides have been stuck in this way until now. In this way, her stubbornness and haggardness can also make sense.
However, the guy who has turned into me is a new breed of monster after the insects and the female ghosts?
"Whether you believe it or not, this time is a real person." I opened my hands, "Look, I came for you. Although I don't know what is pretending to be me, you have opened other graffiti and Is it a room with a nicked room number?"
Just after I said this, a suspicion flashed across Marceau's eyes, and her face seemed to loosen.
"Look, if I'm a fake, then I won't talk to you about my inferences. Isn't it? Even if the fake knows our past, knows what you are thinking, and then pretends to be based on these things , It’s impossible to make inferences beyond your thinking.” While thinking, I said, “Let me tell you something you don’t know. I found someone familiar with the fire in this mental hospital in reality. Tell me, this place will blur the boundary between dream and reality, and then drive people crazy. Now the two moments of the clock tower have turned blue, which means that some kind of sacrifice has begun. Whether you believe it or not, this dream is indeed It is a supernatural power."
"Where is the business card I gave you?" she asked suddenly~IndoMTL.com~You promised me to bring it with me. "
"Do you think the business card given to me can be saved after I leave here?" I said.
Marceau stared at me for a long time, and finally put away the spear. When I saw this, I walked up to hug her without hesitation. Her body tightened. I just hugged her and did nothing. After a while, she completely relaxed.
"It's great, Crow, it's you, you are still alive." Marceau said excitedly.
"I'm not that easy to die." I smiled and said, "But you almost killed me, Marceau."
Marceau suddenly pushed me away, then grabbed my neck and kissed my lips hard. I did not react for a while, and was pried open by her tongue. I clearly felt that flexible tongue churn in my mouth. She was too excited and enthusiastic. I was really afraid that when I pushed her away, the tongue that was entangled with me would break, so I had to let her do whatever she wanted. Of course, selfishly speaking, this reunion kiss is pretty good.
For a while, she finally let go of me, the rosy spots on her face made her no longer look so haggard. We stared at each other, and her undulating chest slowly fell flat.