"Where's Anker?

Hoffa heard someone asking him, and he stopped meditating, and it turned out that Aldo had woken up and was looking around by the fire.

"Look for him as soon as you wake up. Hoffa scoffed, "Is it safer to be around him than to be with us?"

Aldo: "He's such a person, there's no way. ”

"Your tone is like a wife who has been abused by her husband and has to protect him afterwards. Hoffa sneered even more, glancing at Chloe, expecting her to laugh. But she didn't, she just looked at the two of them coldly, and pointed to the extra cave on the ground, "No, your friend has entered, if you want to find him, please take care of yourself." ”

Aldo lay down at the entrance of the cave and looked inside for a long time. "Is this my fantasy? Why don't I remember seeing anything like this......."

Staring at the tunnels of the black hole for a long time, Aldo did not intend to go in, he straightened up, took out some beans from his arms and roasted them, the food that he didn't know where he came from, it could be marching food, or it could be that he conjured out of thin air.

Hoffa then remembered that he hadn't eaten or drunk water in days. But strangely, he didn't feel hungry or thirsty at all.

After the beans are roasted, the air is filled with a faint fragrance. Aldo took the beans and turned to Chloe's side.

Seeing him coming, Chloe hugged her knee.

Aldo didn't do anything, but lowered his head in front of her: "When I was in that room, I really didn't expect you to help me. ”

His tone was sincere and apologetic.

Chloe shook her head, didn't speak, didn't look at him.

Aldo sighed, knelt down on one knee, and offered the beans in his hand, "I'm sorry for what happened before, Miss Lemay. ”

Did this guy have a conscience!? Hoffa was secretly surprised, he didn't look like he was lying.

Syllable!

The baked beans were abruptly scattered by Chloe, and several of them gurgled to Hoffa's feet, and he secretly picked one up and threw it in his mouth. There was no taste at all, as if the sense of taste had been lost.

"Helping you is just a request from the gods for my life. Chloe said in disgust, "But personally, I will never forgive you for what you have done, and for what you have done to the monastery of Terra." ”

Her voice was as cold as the wind, and Aldo touched his nose and sat back down by the fire.

The bean-chewing Hoffa raised an eyebrow, not even when Chloe was most angry. This made him wonder if there was something unbearable about the past before the nun knew her.

The cavern shook slightly.

He thought it was Aldo who had woken up, and that the monster had returned, and quickly put his ear to the rock wall behind him. This was not the case, the shock was tiny, almost undetectable, and completely different from the monster onslaught that preceded it.

"Do you ever feel like the hole is getting a little smaller? Chloe said suddenly.

After being reminded by the nun, Hoffa realized what was wrong. The area of the cave where he was hiding had unconsciously shrunk by one-fifth, and he couldn't see it until he looked closely.

"It's really getting smaller. Aldo also said.

The ground shook again imperceptibly.

Hoffa carefully looked at the lines of the ground illuminated by the firelight, which were shrinking and wriggling under some force. The hole was getting smaller, and it was like the stomach wall of some creature, squeezing little by little into the middle.

At first, the signs were faint, but after a while, the change became more and more violent, and the rotten and old locomotive in the center of the cave creaked with a tooth-aching creaking, and it was being squeezed wildly by the contraction of the cave, like a helpless tin can.

The three people in the cave were even more miserable.

Aldo said in a panic: "It's not what I imagined, I swear, I've never seen anything like this in my life!"

"Don't make a noise!"

Hoffa drank him.

His heart was pounding, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the dark hole in the ground.

The hole did not shrink.

Sure enough, he thought hatefully, if something was manipulating the nightmare, it must be trying to get itself into this narrow tunnel that led to the unknown.

The locomotive was squeezed to a third of its normal size, and the situation did not allow the three to hesitate too much, so they hurriedly packed up a few torches and burrowed into the tunnel.

As soon as I entered, there was a loud squeezing sound outside, and countless rusted screws and parts were scattered everywhere.

It is conceivable that if they come in a little late, they will be squeezed into meat sauce at this moment.

"Please stop imagining, don't you think we're in a bad situation?" the nun scolded Aldo.

Aldo hastened to apologize, "I'm sorry, Miss Lemay, I tried not to think about it. ”

"Wait, are you afraid of the dark?" asked Hoffa.

"What?"

"I ask you if you're afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid," Aldo thought about it carefully, "I'm not afraid, I think that the darkness and the small place can give me a sense of security." ”

"Not his nightmare. Hoffa said to Chloe: "It's useless to blame him, the owner of the nightmare has changed." ”

"Substitution?"

"That's right, the content has completely changed. From terrible bugs to sheer darkness, I think one of the four of us must be claustrophobic or naturally afraid of the dark. ”

Chloe: "......."

"Anker. Aldo muttered, "It's Anker's nightmare, no wonder it became strange when he entered the cave." ”

"Do you know him well?" asked Hoffa.

"I'd rather not know at all. Aldo smiled wryly, "He's used to being so used to being invincible all day long, but he's better than me when he's magical, and who knows he's afraid of the dark." ”

After a devastating nightmare, Aldo's attitude towards him has changed, and although not as respectful as Chloe, he can already speak.

Hoffa: "And do you know what monsters can appear in this darkness?"

Aldo: "I don't think there will be monsters, Anker never reads stories. ”

Hoffa: "......"

As he spoke, the space above the roof had been completely sealed. They don't have a second choice but to go down.

Hoffa walked at the front with a torch, and the light of the fire could not dispel the darkness, but only illuminated the small patch beneath his feet. He could hear some kind of secret breathing, but he was sure it wasn't his own, nor Aldo and Chloe's, but coming from the walls, like living creatures.

Aldo is close to Chloe in the dark, as if trying to protect her. But Chloe didn't appreciate it, and when Aldo walked beside her with a torch, she didn't look good at all.

She quickened her pace and walked to Hoffa's side, only to feel a little more secure, but the corridor was only half a width of one person.

Hoffa: "Don't squeeze me. ”

Chloe slowed down unhappily.

After walking for thirty minutes, there was no sign of the end of the road, and the dark environment did not change at all, as if they had been walking in place all along.

Hoffa, who was at the forefront, stopped.

"Are any of you afraid?" he asked.

"Who, I'm not afraid. Chloe said immediately.

"What about you?" he asked Aldo.

Aldo scratched his head, "I think it's okay." ”

"That doesn't make sense, this is not a real physical road, everything we experience is illusory, so there can't be any bottomless pit. ”

"But we've been walking. ”

Chloe said.

It's just that the feeling keeps going, and Hoffa said: "Actually, there is nothing that blinds our senses and uses our emotions." In the last dream, the more intense Aldo's emotions were, the more terrifying the dream became. Just like a creature like the Bogart, it looks for our weaknesses and constantly changes its appearance. If the mind is calm and still, the environment here will definitely change. So, some of us must be afraid. ”

The two stopped talking, and Hoffa turned around.

He held the torch and looked at their faces closely, and Aldo looked at him with a blank look, his broad face full of bewilderment.

He held the torch up to Chloe again, staring at her face.

This time the gaze was much longer than Aldo's, and at first, Chloe bravely looked up into his eyes, but when she looked at it, her face turned red, and her back slowly arched down, like a deflated ball.

"You're afraid. ”

He said firmly.

"Why don't you just ask others, why don't you say that you are afraid of yourself. Chloe yelled unwillingly.

"Because I know that there is nothing to be afraid of in the unknown, it is all my imagination. ”

"Sounds good, do you know what's ahead?" Chloe excited, "if we go any further, we will get farther and farther away from the ground, in case we will never be able to go back." In case there is another big centipede like that in front of you......."

Hoffa: "Human beings need emotional tension and catharsis to affirm their own sense of existence, and the oldest and strongest of them all, undoubted fear, fear fear, and at the same time being deeply attracted to it."

It is undeniable that when you are afraid of this darkness, your heart is also full of expectations that there will be something that scares you ahead, and if not, you will even feel faintly lost and disappointed......"

Chloe covered her ears: "Stop, stop, stop!"

Hoffa: "So, the way to stop fearing is to stop expecting. Don't expect the world to surprise you more, accept that the world is actually boring, and you won't feel scared. ”

Chloe couldn't take it anymore, and she slammed Hoffa against the wall: "Is it okay not to look like you know everything, Hoffa Bach, is it okay!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the walls of the corridor squirmed and began to shrink. The stone walls on both sides quickly squeezed towards the middle.

Chloe grabbed Hoffa by the collar and yelled at him, "Look! Your words worked, it's not as good as just now! It was just dark just now, but now it's going to be deadly!"

Hoffa's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect the change to come so quickly, if he really died in a nightmare, would he wake up, or would he really die?

He didn't know, and he didn't dare to bet.

Aldo pulled Chloe off Hoffa, "Don't argue, Miss Lemay, it's important to find an outlet. ”

Chloe shook off Aldo and ran forward, Hoffa chasing after them. The passage became narrower and narrower, from two people wide to one person wide, and from one person wide to half a person wide.

The three of them were facing forward, but then they could only walk sideways, and soon, they were squeezed and stuck to the inner wall of the passage, unable to move an inch, and the cold inner wall kept squirming, giving people an extremely depressing and terrifying feeling of suffocation.

Hoffa was squeezed against the wall like a meatloaf, his consciousness blurred, and in a daze, he suddenly thought that if the magic was still there, maybe he could turn into a worm, but unfortunately......

Just as the passage narrowed to its limit, it suddenly opened again and changed back to its original state. The three who were almost suffocated all lay on the ground, gasping and coughing rapidly.

Death must not be lost, Hoffa thought to himself, and he stumbled forward. A bright light appeared in front of him, and the bright light constantly changed shapes, sometimes large, sometimes small, sometimes closed, sometimes appeared.

Running to the bright light, he looked up.

As a result, he saw a row of square teeth, each the size of his own head, and when he looked down, he saw a wriggling red carpet under his feet.

Tooth!

Tongue!

Mouth!?

He was stunned.

Could it be that I was in the belly of some creature just now!?

Before they could think about it, seeing that their mouths were about to close again, the three of them rushed out in a row, squeezed out between the creature's teeth, and fell to the ground.

Countless huge stone pillars are flaming braziers, and the whole world is bright and dazzling. Finally standing on the solid ground, before the three of them could sigh a little about what happened to them, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Under the light of the skyrocketing fire.

In front of him stood a hundred-meter-tall giant, covered in blood, with a broken arm and broken wounds all over his body. But some of the original appearances can be vaguely seen.

It's Ankle.

The proportions between them were strikingly reversed, and also came out of Anker's mouth. It turned out that the ground that contracted and wriggled just now was his intestines and throat.

At this moment, Anker was holding a severed arm without a hand, gnawing on it, and when he saw the three ant-like people on the ground, he threw away the broken arm, bent down, and looked at them with great interest.