Chapter 43: The Strange Pool (I)
Fortunately, reason overcame fear, I came back to my senses, grabbed the flashlight on the table, and said to Li Mobai: "Go!" Go save people! ”
The two of us ran in the direction of the inpatient hallway in the endless darkness with flashlights, our hearts beating up and down with the panicked pace.
Based on the speed at which the patient is walking, he should be around here. Sure enough, when the two of us arrived at the entrance of the inpatient department, a man in a blue and white hospital gown was walking backwards down the steps. The whole person is like a marionette, and his limbs are pulled by an invisible force. The street lamps on the side reflected this strange scene, and the shadows on the ground seemed very penetrating. The air around me was a little humid, and it seemed to freeze in the quiet of the night.
We didn't have time to think too much, so we rushed forward and grabbed the patient's hands and feet. The strange force vanished in an instant, and the patient fell to the ground on his stomach. We hurriedly helped the patient up, and as our fingers touched his clothes, we felt a clammy touch coming from between our fingers.
"It's ......" I touched the liquid on his body, which was supposed to be water.
"Look!" Xiao Li pointed to the water stains on the ground and said.
The pool of water stains spread from under the patient to the end of the road, and a black shadow-like thing quickly receded from the water stain and flashed before our eyes.
"What's that?" I asked with a frown.
"Maybe the vision is not clear, and I am dazzled." Xiao Li said, picked up the patient on the ground, and walked to the inpatient building, "Send him back first, it doesn't look like he's asleep, and he may need treatment." Let's take a look in the direction of the water stain later. ”
I nodded, and Xiao Li and I carried the patient back to the room with one arm each. A nurse on duty rushed over to help and called the emergency doctor for an examination. We immediately turned around and prepared to investigate the water stain that led to the end, but as soon as we ran to the door of the clinic, a heavy rain fell from the sky, and the ground was instantly covered by rain, and the water stain naturally disappeared.
"Hey, it's unfortunate, the weather forecast says it's raining in the early morning." Li Mobai said disappointedly.
The patient who had just been sent was in a coma, and the doctors and nurses were busy resuscitating. We didn't want to make a mess, so we asked the nurse to borrow an umbrella and went back to the security room.
Before I could enter the door, I felt a little slippery under my feet, so I turned on the light, and suddenly found that the water stain that had just appeared in front of the door of the inpatient building had actually appeared in the security room.
Xiao Li obviously also noticed this, stopped, shone the water stains on the ground with a flashlight, and said suspiciously: "It's raining so hard, could it be that someone didn't bring an umbrella in?" ”
"No way, there will definitely be footprints and muddy water coming in from the outside, but this water stain looks a lot like the marks of a mop dragging across the ground, exactly the same as before the building." As I spoke, I cautiously walked into the security room, the water stains spreading all the way to the table, and the calligraphy and paintings on the desk showed obvious signs of being turned over.
My goosebumps came up again, and I felt sick to the idea of a living mass of water squirming from the floor to the table.
"One is missing." Li Mobai looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, counted them again, and frowned, "That dream of mine is gone." ”
The rain came and went as fast as it came, and before the sky was yet bright, the ground became dry again. Doctors came back to work one after another, and the two of us immediately reported the situation of last night to Dr. Chen, and she expressed her gratitude to us for saving the patient. We rushed to the ward again to see if the patient had woken up.
Three or five nurses were busy in the room, and the patient was lying motionless on the bed, surrounded by monitoring instruments. It seems that he still hasn't woken up.
I walked up to the last nurse to leave and asked, "How is this patient doing?" ”
"The situation is not very good," the little nurse shook her head and said helplessly: "The doctor said that he was drowning in a coma, and he couldn't wake up for a while." However, the patient has no history of drowning, and the condition is uncertain. ”
Her answer made me even more puzzled, obviously I brought him back yesterday when it was not raining, and even if it rained, he would not drown. Puzzled, I pulled a stool and sat down beside the patient, taking a closer look at his face. I touched the patient's hand, but it was still wet, and there were some faint water stains on the sheets.
Looking at his pale face, I suddenly had an idea.
"Xiao Li, can you watch from the door and don't let others in?" I said.
When he heard me say this, he was puzzled for a moment, then nodded, walked to the door, and closed the door of the ward.
For patients who have fallen into a coma, I have entered Ye Deting's dreams before. When people are awake, their memories are limited and selective, and many clues will be ignored. But when I dream, my subconscious mind is exposed, and if I were to dive into this patient's dream now, I would definitely find something valuable.
Thinking of this, I immediately slowed down my breathing and slowly closed my eyes......
As I became more and more proficient in my dreams, a violent sense of oppression hit me instantly, and I immediately reacted that I was sinking to the bottom of the water, surrounded by cold and heavy lake water. The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was going to die, and I could feel my heart beating on my head. My vision was blurry, and all I could see was water all around me, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging below. Faintly, I seemed to see the ink painting of the figure floating in front of my eyes.
I can't swim and it's so uncomfortable to be underwater. Soon, I couldn't hold my breath anymore and immediately concentrated back on reality.
What's going on, why didn't I see this patient in my dream?
When I woke up, I still didn't recover from the feeling of suffocation, and I was breathing heavily, and a feeling of dizziness filled my brain. Xiao Li outside the door heard the movement inside and immediately ran in.
"Editor-in-Chief Wu, are you alright?" He asked worriedly.
"I'm fine." I didn't care about my own feelings, I still thought about the question, the body, the consciousness, the soul, could it be that the soul of this patient has ......
The sun outside the window had changed its angle, and the harsh sunlight shone obliquely through the window, and when I looked up, I suddenly found that there was no shadow of the patient in the shadows on the ground.
I blinked, made sure I was not mistaken, and hurriedly told Xiao Li about this discovery. He hadn't noticed it before, and his expression immediately changed to horror after I reminded him.
"Now...... Should we ...... What to do? "This is probably the first time he's been in this situation, and he's stammering again.
I suddenly remembered the ink painting in my dream, and hurriedly said to Xiao Li: "Mo Bai, can you paint another painting about dreams from before?" ”
"Yes," he replied without thinking, "I remember what the painting was like. It's just that...... What do you do when you draw this? ”
"Bait." I say. "It obviously has something to do with the little lake, and I think something is coming out of it. Its goal is clear, which is the soul of these patients. The only thing I don't understand is why it took the painting, so we're going to wait by the lake tonight to see what this half-human thing is. ”
After I said this, Xiao Li rushed to the room where he lived before, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and skillfully copied the previous painting with a large stroke of the pen. The ink sketches the girl's body, and it comes to life with just a few strokes.
Night fell quickly, and Xiao Li and I took the flashlight and the painting and came to the edge of the small lake in advance. We found a few rocks from the grass and pressed the painting more than ten meters away from the lake. Then he chose two suitable shrubs and secretly hid behind to monitor the movement of the lake. At the same time, the people in the security room are also watching our every move, and if something unexpected happens, they will immediately come out to help.
As the night deepened, the surroundings became silent, and the calm surface of the lake was like a pool of stagnant water, merging into the boundless darkness. Xiao Li's nerves and I were extremely nervous, and the whole person was surprisingly energetic, without any sleepiness. As the minutes ticked by, my mind began to get a little confused. Why do I always act recklessly without being prepared in advance? If you really encounter any evil ghosts this time, how can the three-legged cat's dream master ability compete with it? What should I do if I take Xiao Li's life again? I should have asked Qin Sanyou for help in advance......
"Editor-in-Chief Wu! Wu Chao! "Xiao Li, who was behind another bush, kept waving his hand at me, lowering his voice, almost shouting my name with an air current. I finally came back from my wandering thoughts and saw that he was winking at me.
The sound of water!
In the dead silence of the night, the sound of water coming from the surface of the lake was clearly audible, and it was pressed against my scalp and into my eardrums. I cautiously turned around, and sure enough, the black surface of the lake fluctuated. Although it was dark and I couldn't see clearly, my eyes were used to being dark for a long time, and I could already tell the difference between dynamic and static, and what was on the surface of the lake was definitely dynamic.
My heart pounded violently and I swallowed hard. I'm the only one here who has been exposed to paranormal events, and I must be at the forefront of the danger.
With this in mind, I gradually moved towards the surface of the lake. The moon had risen, and by the bleak light I saw a black figure creeping up from the lake to the shore. The sound of the water was getting closer and closer, and I was so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe.
"Smack!" I suddenly stepped on something under my feet, and I used a flashlight to shine a flashlight, and I actually stepped on the ink painting, and the stone pressed next to me was kicked aside by me and rolled into the lake.
The things on the surface of the lake apparently heard the movement as well, making a series of water noises, as if they wanted to run into the lake. I immediately turned on my flashlight and went to the lake, and suddenly I saw a woman in a light blue blouse, her upper body leaning out of the lake, lying low on the riverbank, her eyes staring straight in my direction. The flashlight hit her, and the long, wet hair pressed against her scalp, reflecting a glimmer of light, and the pale skin was almost transparent. She was half-tilted her neck, the expression on her face was horrified, and she stared at a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, unfocused, bright red and bloodshot as if she had not woken up from a hangover, and her eyes were full of resentment.
I suddenly felt the breath of a living person coming from her, I said it before, this is indeed a half-human thing! Since I wasn't a ghost, I immediately ran to the lake, reached out and grabbed the woman's cuffs, trying to pull her to the surface. She broke free from my restraints and sank into the water in a hurry, her flashlight knocked aside, leaving only a pale blue piece of clothing in her hand.
Picking up the flashlight, the light hit the lake again, and I couldn't see anything anymore. Once again, the lake has regained its original calm. I breathed a sigh of relief, and the muscles in my body spasmed a little from the tension, as if the strings that had been stretched too tightly had broken.
"Editor-in-Chief Wu, be careful!"
I was just about to turn around when a rushing sound of water suddenly came from behind me, and a pair of wet hands pushed hard behind my back, and I lost my center of gravity and fell into the lake. Xiao Li's voice kept echoing in my ears, and my surroundings were quickly surrounded by the lake, and my whole person was constantly sinking.
I struggled desperately, my limbs fluttering around me, there was nothing around me to draw on, and I felt hopelessness like never before. Gradually, I lost the strength to struggle, and let the icy waters of the lake sweep me into the dark lair.
The ink painting appeared in front of me again, and I gradually lost consciousness......