Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 46: Forgetting recording 2

The sky is gloomy, as if preparing to rain. It has been a week since Gao Chuan, who had been absent from school for three days for some reason, went to school again.

　　 In order to keep track of his friend Morino, Sakiya put on an old-fashioned sports jacket and father's cap. In this way, even if you are an acquaintance, you may not be able to easily recognize yourself.

　　 After Morino got on the bus, Sakiya was separated from her by one person and also got on the same bus. In this way, I sat for three stops and followed her to the western part of the city.

　　The West District has always been a gathering place for light industry factories. Because it was ignored by the government's economic development plan, business was not flourishing. Although the size and style of roads and houses are side by side with the city center, but because of the small number of residents, they appear deserted and deserted. This became more prominent when Morino turned into the trail behind the residential area.

　　 After a while, Sakiya found that only himself and Morino were left on the road. Out of tension or caution, Morino would look back from time to time, and Sakiya had to distance himself. Whenever she realized that Morino was about to turn her head, she immediately hid behind the corner, thinking that she had been discovered several times, but she didn't.

At the end of the 　　 trail, you will see the old factory building separated by barbed wire. At a glance, you will know that construction has not started anymore. There are a large amount of steel waste piled up in the open air. There are also a few rusty machinery, just like rubbish. Processing office. A few weeds stubbornly drilled out of the concrete ground, and a few trees that occasionally appeared in front of them were also wilting under the hazy sky.

　　 there are no people.

　　 There are three vans outside the door of a factory building.

　　 Morino opened the small door that was not locked by the wire fence, until she saw her enter the factory building, Sakuya walked in gently. She felt uneasy, but exploring Morino's secrets and determination to save her friends made her move forward without hesitation.

　　 away from the main entrance, Sakiya found a window through which he could peer into the factory building from the outside. A whole row of windows were slapped with wooden strips from the inside and pasted with newspapers, but there was a glass that had been broken and had not been repaired. Although it was pasted with newspapers, there were no wooden strips. As shown on TV, Sakuya moistened the newspaper with saliva and lightly poked a hole.

　　 The scene peeping through the hole in the finger is shocking.

　　 The floor and walls are all painted in red with messy lines. The pattern in the center of the floor is still traceable, but I can’t tell what it is. At first glance, I just feel desperate, horrible, and disgusting. It was like a huge slaughterhouse on display. There were half-dried blood everywhere, excavated internal organs, broken limbs, and inhuman heads, just like Guernica's abstract paintings.

　　 I don’t know if it’s an illusion, or if the huge amount of red is really blood. I don’t even feel anything when I don’t see these things, but when I saw it with my own eyes, Sakuya was so sick that he could not breathe with a strong nauseating smell.

　　 Twelve people wearing black robes and holding ritual utensils in their hands stood there, but Morino was not seen. It wasn't until the thirteenth person in black robe walked in from the field of vision that Sakiya guessed from her height and movements that she was Morino.

　　 No one spoke, and the strange silence enveloped the venue like darkness, and even the light could not penetrate the cold of the forest.

　　A group of men with hats in summer uniforms came into view one after another. They placed six oil drums in a pattern on the ground according to a certain pattern. When they put down the oil drums, there was a violent flapping sound from several oil drums. What is hidden inside? Sakuya thought with a pale face. The answer was quickly revealed. The man in the hat opened the lid of the oil drum, and two men and one woman, a total of three adults, suddenly got out of their heads.

　　 They cried, cursed, pleaded, hoping that these weird people would let them go. The desperate noise made Sakiya hold his ears unbearably, hardly daring to look again or imagine what they had experienced. , What will be going through.

　　 No one answered them. These yelling adults are like piglets before the execution, and the accustomed pig killers would not be interested in talking to them before the slaughter. Those people just formed a circle and stared at the people whose heads were only exposed in the oil drum, and the sound of breathing gradually seemed to **** their despair.

　　 "No... don't kill the children, the children are innocent. Let them go, please, let them go!" The objects of the adults begging for forgiveness changed from everyone to their own children.

　　There are kids? Sakuya looked desperately at the other three oil drums, where no heads appeared, and there was no movement. Are there children in there? died? Still in a coma?

　　 Sakuya felt that her heart was blocked by a sticky black substance. She couldn't tell whether her excitement was sadness or anger. She couldn't speak out, and her hands and feet were paralyzed in the cold.

　　 This is a ritual, an evil sacrifice.

　　 Until the animals cried hoarsely and almost lost their minds, their drooping heads could no longer see any vivid expressions, they just stared blankly at the ceiling. The execution began.

　　 Morino is there, she is the thirteenth person in black robes. Sakuya heard the voice in her heart saying so. She didn't look any more, just sat on the ground with her legs in her arms, lowered her head as if about to be buried, leaning against the wall, with her back facing what was happening inside.

　　 I couldn’t do it either by running away or making a phone call, and I was deprived of a sense of powerlessness.

　　 A strange red light expands in the room, almost to penetrate the walls and glass, as if there is a hot flame burning inside.

　　 The sacrifice screamed hoarsely, and the others began to cheer. Sakiya was motivated by a mood of despair, struggling hard, and raising her head in order to witness the final scene with her own eyes.

　　 is like burning light and shadow, shaking like being blown by strong wind. One of the shadows swelled up, climbed along the wall, and spread to the ceiling, growing wings, limbs and head, just like life. It has only shadows, but it covers almost the entire space. People had to crawl under its feet, and even the swaying light seemed to tremble because of its breathing.

　　All the voices disappeared from the world at this moment.

　　 Saya sees its hideous expression through the peephole.

　　 It also looked through the peephole and saw the panic and despair on Sakiya's face.

　　 swish, along the passage where the line of sight meets, the huge alien shadow turned into a gray mist and rushed towards her.

　　Sakuya didn't even have time to avoid the thought, and there was a severe burning pain between the chest and abdomen.

　　 She fell to the ground and convulsed, a vaguely angry roar came from her ear.

　　 "No!"

　　 "Why, how could this be?"

　　 "It escaped! Didn't you say that restraint is foolproof?"

　　"A bitch! Come out! Don’t you want sacrifices? Here, eat them!"

　　 Angrily footsteps walked to the window.

　　 "There is a hole here, the restraint is broken!"

　　"A node has only one chance, let me find it out!"

　　 Then, a hysterical laugh interrupted the angry shout. Sakuya's consciousness began to blur, but she still could hear that it was the sacrifices who were grateful for the rest of their lives. Are they not dead? Very good.

　　 "The sacrifice is not complete, it can't run far, it must be parasitic on someone. There is a more suitable host here!"

　　 "It's nearby! Find me, find them all!"

　　 In a hectic pace, people ran out of the factory.

　　 Saya's mind is not so clear, instinctively wants to escape from here. She couldn't do anything, she heard her own soul crying weakly. In the confusion, a figure emerged in her mind, and it seemed that she would be safe and soothed if she threw herself into her arms.

　　 is mom. The biological mother who has died.

　　Mom, mom, mom! Sakiya murmured.

　　, it seems that the call has worked, and the sane starts to become sober. She saw the shadow under her feet move on its own as if being injected into life. It stood up and became the increasingly blurred woman.

　　 When she saw her mother's face in excitement, she couldn't help pouring cold water in her head.

　　 is indeed the mother's facial features, but they are cold and inorganic, like a mask cast in white cement, with a weird and cruel life hidden inside.

　　 The smell from the room made Sakiya feel an unbearable hunger.

　　 There is a voice speaking to the soul.

　　 must eat them.

　　Sayaya knows subconsciously that "they" refers to people buried in oil drums.

In 　　, there are not only adults and children that have never been seen before, but also some kind of delicious stuffed in oil drums.

　　 It was a seasoning deliberately concocted to summon the devil.

　　Dish carefully made with seasonings and human body~IndoMTL.com~I know that I can’t do that, but Sakiya cannot stop the commotion of the soul. The mind is still dizzy, because the hunger is even more dizzy, and I unconsciously give out the order to eat.

　　 was transformed from Sakiya’s shadow. The monster draped in its mother’s shell once again turned into a shadow. From the peephole of his thumb, he returned to the room. In Sakiya’s desperate gaze, he would have escaped. The sacrifices were swallowed by the robbery and happiness and tears.

　　 No, no, no! She found that she couldn't do anything, not even a voice. Obviously, as long as you persist, as long as you suppress the pain, you may be able to save someone. The great regret made her unable to shed tears.

　　 Together with the oil barrel, the sacrifice was rolled and squeezed in the dark shadows, and was brutally chewed, splashing blood and residual limbs.

　　 The satisfaction of being full.

　　's vision began to blur, and Sakiya felt like a passenger in a shipwreck, comatose in the waves, being chased by waves, and drifting with the flow.

　　 When she was awake again, she was already walking on the overpass that crossed the road not far from her home, and the peaked cap on her head fell somewhere somehow.

　　 She was confused, her internal organs seemed to be hot, but she didn't know why, she involuntarily clung to the skirt of the sports jacket, as if she couldn't resist the freezing cold of winter.

　　 They were killed by me.

　　 My heart was so painful that I was almost crying.

　　 Suddenly, a familiar voice rang from behind, injecting a trace of flame into the haze and cold.

　　"Sakuya?"

　　 She turned around and saw Gao Chuan by accident. Watched by that surprised but caring gaze, for a moment, she felt that she was saved.

　　Everything that has happened is a dream, right? Can you forget it?