I knew very well that I was being taken under control, not only in my body, but also in my soul. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Who's behind the info? Is it that thing again? Even I unconsciously feel their terrifying presence. The horror was so close to me, so close that I could have experienced it myself. And the manipulator behind it seems to be enjoying watching it all.

At this moment, I started to panic, I didn't know what kind of plot they would arrange next. Horrible, terrifying, or just facing death? I closed my eyes, I didn't dare to think about it anymore, it all made me a little tired, not only my body, but also my spirit. I even felt like I was in a kind of oppressive blackness.

Doesn't it look like they're caught in some kind of trap? Why is "I" here? It's as if a hand is on their necks, waiting for the right opportunity. In the empty and dilapidated room, the nightmarish darkness seemed to be whispered, and the small space made me feel like there were countless pairs of eyes. Spreading along the cold black paint, "I" seems to be in a dark barren hole. I shook my dazed head and struggled a few times, but I couldn't really free myself from the claws of the invisible manipulation.

Thinking like this, he was powerless to resist, so he could only turn around helplessly. By the time I knew that I was being manipulated, I must have given up on running away. Where can I flee to? The world is so big, where is my destination? Perhaps, I am a very fragile person, coupled with sensitive fear, frustration and irritability, things are so beyond my imagination, and I don't know much, what can I do? I thought about it for a long, long time...... I couldn't come up with any answers. The tears of forbearance were like the opening of the floodgates, rolling up my sorrowful emotions, and crying like a machine. Slowly I got tired, and the boredom slowly stopped with the movement of my body. The atmosphere is still so heavy. Sobbling, I looked at the surroundings under the black light, and I couldn't tell what I felt.

Frightened, frightened, frightened, confused, frightened, I don't know how I feel at this time. Perhaps, half of them all. No one can tell me what to do next!Obviously, I was like an abandoned child, blindly lost in the dark mud, and suddenly I thought of my friend. It was him, he appeared in my heart again, and my tears were deprived and fell again, and it ran down my cheeks, dripping on my chest, like a burning torch, burning me. What's wrong with me? No matter how unbearable I am, I can't break down again, right?

I comforted myself in this way, and wiped my tears with my hands in an orderly manner. I was a little more conscious after crying, and I took a deep breath of cold air, trying to cut out the excess fear and irritability that had been conceived in my brain. I closed my eyes numbly, and I needed to think about it at the moment. Although I don't know what to do next, I know that even if I only have a little time to think quietly, maybe there will be some changes in the next second, even if it is only a small change, it will be enough to get me out of the current predicament.

To be honest, even though I can't help it now, I don't want to meet the person behind me. I don't want to see that heartless person who takes pleasure in destroying people's hearts, whether he is afraid or despised, I can't tell you the specifics. But I know that I am rejecting, even rejecting, such a ruthless hidden conspirator.

Every second, the terrifying atmosphere is expanding infinitely, and even something is brewing at the speed of rising in seconds. Maybe in the next second, there will be something uncertain. The repetition of similar cranky thoughts bewitched my confused mind. Even, my breathing became more and more rapid, and I stood quietly in place, with an indescribable fear tangled in my chest, and I palpitated. Maybe my brain is covered with a thick sackcloth, and I can't see the light, so I can only wander in the sea of reckless suffering. I don't even know if my instincts are still mine.

Fragmented memories began to run through my mind again, and began to fill my mind with fear and distortion again. That's what they're for, to keep me in a constant state of panic! I resist a little, I don't want to be so scared anymore. As soon as I thought about it, I immediately became aware of it and began to struggle desperately, and even I heard my heart start pounding. I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and my clothes were soaking through the hem of my clothes.

As a result of my clumsy efforts, my eyes felt some pain. It was slight, but it lasted for a few seconds. After another deep breath, I slowly opened my eyes. The vision gradually changed from blur to some scenes. After a few moments, my gaze was finally steady.

Looking at the scenery around me, I finally "walked" out of the dignified old house. I licked my chapped lips and exhaled again. What do they want me to see this time? Or what do they want me to go through? I'm starting to feel like it doesn't matter. It's like the scene in the TV series, it's all an illusion, it's definitely an illusion! It can't be true! I know that this is a useless comfort.

With the subversion of some confusing thoughts in my head, coupled with the exhaustion of my energy, I suddenly kicked something under my feet, and suddenly, as if I had been electrocuted, my body trembled slightly. The heel that kicked the thing was also rubbed and damaged some of the skin, and a hot pain reached the end of my nerves. The pain was so clear that it broke through my composure. I was a little relieved and wary again. And with those vigilant eyes, scan the surroundings to make sure that they are within the safe range. I don't know if it's psychological, but if it's still a hallucination, it's too real, right?

I couldn't see my expression at this moment, but if anyone was there, I would definitely be able to see me at this moment, my face looking so pale, my brow furrowed, and my frightened face undoubtedly examining everything here. Even the terrified pupils contracted tightly.

Isn't it an illusion now? I exhaled deeply, as if I was making a final decision. I slapped my forehead a few times, and the pain suddenly trampled on my skull. I was like a wounded fawn, caressing my injured forehead with my hand, and at the same time feeling a little resentful of what I had just done. Was this inexplicable move really my own thoughts? Now, I have some doubts.

I suddenly realized something, and I felt a little excited. So I'm out of my soul? I'm a real being now? I leaned down and looked at my hands. The heart that was slightly opened fell into heaviness again. This is simply a pair of adult palms. And why am I wearing a red wedding dress? And what is the matter with this red makeup? What is the explanation of this festive room? Is it, is it...... I wasn't sure what I was thinking, so I immediately ran to the mirror and looked again, and I froze where I was. I was like a puppet, motionless, my mind blank, unconscious, like a lifeless corpse, and at this moment even my heartbeat was stopped.

It's Xiaoru! It's the day she gets married! Suddenly the words of the black cat rang in my ears. Is it true? Xiaohong said that when the time comes, it will make Xiaoru feel the pain she suffered before, and it will make her worse than death? All of this is not just talking, it is happening......