Octavian: The first group of players

Feeling his body sway gently with the water waves, and the chaotic consciousness woke up little by little from the coma, the Duke frowned and opened his eyes.

With a pain in her right shoulder and a groggy head, she found herself lying on the ground, and when she stood up, she saw shards of glass scattered around her body, and she was lying on a thick, folded old carpet. The Duke looked around and recognized that this was the backstage of the third-floor performance hall where the auction slaves were being auctioned, and when she looked up, she found that the skylight above her head was completely broken, and through the backstage skylight, she could vaguely see the restaurant on the fifth floor.

If it weren't for the thick and worn carpet under her that caught her, she would have fallen to her death.

The Duke rubbed her head, she looked up, and saw that five steps away, the aggressive creature named [Land Shark] was inserted into a row of high-pointed long spike-type knives in the background, it was dead, it fell from the floor-to-ceiling window on the fifth floor, and it was inserted right into the row of long thorns, three long thorns pierced its body, piercing its white belly, and blood flowed all over the ground, even if it was a land shark, it could no longer swim.

Seeing this situation, the duke was afraid for a while.

If the angle of the fall was wrong at that time, then it should be her who died by inserting the long thorn, not the land shark.

Sighing, she sat up cautiously and cautiously examined her body to make sure that there were no fatal wounds on her body except for glass cuts and some large bruises.

Jumping off the pile of old carpets, she patted off the dust of the old carpets on her body, restrained her voice, walked out of the silent backstage of the performance hall, around the crimson curtain and fell, to the back of the curtain, the moldy wooden floor creaked with her steps, and occasionally the cold sea breeze blew in through the skylight, she shivered, rubbed her hands on her arms, walked down the stairs with her cat, turned a big black speaker, pushed open a dark iron door, and came to the actors' dressing room.

"Squeak......

In the dressing room, there are three rows of dressing tables, each filled with a variety of cosmetics: liquid foundation, eyebrow pencil, lipstick, eyelash curler, hairspray...... The mirror of the dressing table is surrounded by a circle of bright light bulbs, and some of the light bulbs that are not in touch with each other flicker and flicker, illuminating a small dressing table. On the walls of the dressing room are all kinds of gorgeous costumes, including ballet costumes, tap dance costumes, long dresses of singers, and black tuxedos of hosts......

There was a dead silence in the dressing room, the air was filled with the smell of various perfumes, and the Duke walked past the rows of dressing tables, and she looked at the discarded cosmetics, as if she could still imagine young faces sitting in front of the makeup mirror and applying makeup.

But now, where have they gone?

They are also at an age when they are like flowers and love to dress up, but they have become NPCs of the [Minghe System], will they feel sad?

Behind those grinning and joking faces, how many people are silently weeping......

The Duke stopped in front of a dressing table, she picked up the half of the lipstick that had fallen on the dressing table, and found that the lipstick was broken, as if the owner of the lipstick was applying the lipstick, something happened to stop her movement, and even the lipstick broke in two.

She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror, the mirror was a little dirty, and the right side of the mirror was still stained with dried blood, the color of the blood was similar to the color of the lipstick in her hand.

It looks eerie and beautiful.

The Duke put down her lipstick, as if she was intrigued, and she approached the mirror, raising her hand to gently brush the dried blood.

She closed her eyes and seemed to go back to a few hours ago - in a busy dressing room, the young ladies were sitting at the dressing table beside her, they were playing, playing, and putting on makeup while telling jokes between girls, but then the first alarm sounded suddenly, startling the little girls, probably someone suddenly broke into the dressing room and held them hostage, they were scared, panicked and knocked over the makeup, but they were powerless to resist......

The Duke opened her eyes, and her gaze fell on the wardrobe to the right of the dressing room, and she saw a corner of the garment sandwiched between the crack of the wardrobe door, somewhat abruptly.

Someone hiding in the closet?

“……”

Pulling out a pistol from behind, she turned slightly to the side, little closer to the closet.

One-step. One-step.

There was no movement in the silent dressing room, and she could clearly hear her own breathing.

One-step. One-step.

She walked to the closet, grabbed the handle of the closet with her left hand, and pointed the muzzle of her right pistol at the closet.

She pulls hard!

The picture in the closet made her stunned for a moment - the corpses of more than a dozen young girls were piled up in the white closet, their clothes were unclothed, their hair was messy, their eyes were open, and they couldn't look at them. Their arms, legs, and torsos were twisted into strange shapes, like abandoned dolls, some of the corpses still had ropes tied around their necks and wrists, some of the corpses even left large scars from violent blows, some of the corpses had obvious fist marks on their cheeks, and their eyes were all full of horror, but they were all stuffed with handkerchiefs, so that they could not scream before they died. What's even more terrifying is that their lower bodies have obvious traces of abuse, and the blood is stained and erosive, which is unbearable to look at at all.

The Duke's heart felt as if it had been ravaged, and she felt a suffocation, and she took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

It was so impactful that her mind went blank,

Tears, blurring the vision, welled up in the eye sockets.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, she wanted to shout, shouted hoarsely, but could only cover her mouth and let out a low whimper.

In my mind, some pictures that have been dusty for many years have surfaced in front of me again-

Dark attic......

Rough hemp rope......

She was gagged and tied to a rusty iron bed......

Little girl's white dress is torn hard......

A man was laughing maniacally, and with the laughter, he pressed her up, immobilizing her......

She wanted to struggle, but the slaps and fists hit her face one after another......

Until, the pain of her lower body as if it had been cut by a knife made her ......

Let her ......

The "click" pistol fell beside him, and the duke held his head in agony.

She remembered something that should have been forgotten.

These painful memories overlapped with the tragic deaths of the women in front of them, and the demonic laughter of the man and the cry of the girl seemed to echo in the ears.

"I ...... I ......"

She curled up, her nails digging into her scalp.

Her head hurts, but her heart hurts.

A feeling of suffocation welled up in his throat.

Grief, as if a pair of huge hands, dragged her deeper into the swamp......

"Dah. Click. Click. ”

At this moment, footsteps sounded out inopportunely.

"Dah. Click. Click. ”

Someone is approaching.

More than one person.

The Duke was stunned for a moment, and she looked up to see several men coming out from behind the dressing table.

They heard movement in the dressing room and noticed that there was still prey alive.

They were wearing black suits and ties, but they were wearing animal hoods, holding shotguns in their hands, and the necklines of their white shirts were stained with blood under the black suits, and they were standing in front of the dressing table, and those flickering light bulbs cast their shadows on the wall, and the animal hoods also left the outline of the animal's head on the wall, which looked very strange.

It's a hunter.

The Duke was startled, and she hurriedly picked up her pistol, but a hunter with an elephant hood was quick to shoot the gun out of her hand.

The Duke's hand was caught in a special shotgun, and she sat down on the ground and stepped back, but the hunters gradually walked towards her.

Approaching, approaching......

They walked past the dressing tables until they stopped three paces away from her.

They stood, and she sat on the ground and looked up at them, and they looked at her condescendingly, and in the hooded eyes, they could see that their eyes were staring at her, and those eyes were full of the excitement of the predators.

The Duke gritted his teeth and got up to run, but the hunter with the elephant's hood held her down! Then he grabbed her by the neck and slammed it to the ground.

With a "bang", the duke's forehead instantly bruised.

He grabbed her head a few more times, and dragged her to the dressing table beside her, and another hunter stepped forward, and the two of them tore off their collars and tied the duke's hands and feet to the table.

"You, you...... What do you want to do?!! The Duke struggled, but her hands and feet were tied, leaving her as immobile as a lamb to the slaughter.

At this moment, out of the hunters came a hunter with a white eagle hood, who, although he was in a suit, could not hide his fat figure, put down the shotgun in his hand, stood in front of the duke, and looked at the poor woman.

“…… You're so beautiful. He said in a low voice, "Worthy of someone I fancied." ”

The Duke looked at him, listening to his tone, and his heart tightened.

The voice of the Hunter after being processed by the voice changer sounds like the crooning of a demon.

With a chill, it's terrifying.

"That guy named Icarus still wants to rob me?" The White Eagle Hunter snorted coldly, "I'm going to catch him sooner or later, and I'll shoot him down." ”

The Duke recognized his voice: "You are the fat man who bid with Icarus in the performance hall before!" ”

The White Eagle Hunter didn't answer, and bowed slightly, which was his answer.

The Duke frowned.

She didn't expect that the hunter would also blend in with the NPC before the alarm sounded.

I didn't expect that I would fall into his clutches again.

"Icarus can save you for a while, can he save you all the time? He himself is the prey of the [Hunter], and he is unable to protect himself, and he is not able to do anything about himself. ”

"Dead fatty, kill me if you have the ability!" The Duke said viciously.

"Huh, kill you? It's not that easy. The White Falconier straightened up and patted the dust off his suit, "Do you know what the fun of hunting is?" Chase the prey, entertain the prey, and kill her until the last bit of fun is squeezed out of her. ”

When the White Eagle Hunter said this, the Duke was stunned.

……

You can run away again and again. 】

But I'll definitely get you back. 】

Do you know what the fun of hunting is? 】

[Chase the prey, reuse the prey, and kill her until the last bit of fun is squeezed out of her.] 】

[I enjoyed it, I caught you back again and again, and watched you be tortured by me in despair and without mistakes. 】

……

She'd heard it.

She had forgotten where she had heard it.

But these words, like those painful memories that made her alive, were sealed in the dust.

When this sentence was brought up again, painful memories came back to my heart.

Although she had forgotten the past, the pain engraved in her mind was indelible, like a scar left on her heart, even if she touched it again after many years, it still hurt.

About that dark little attic, about the girl's screaming and crying, about ......

"Oh? Looks like you're remembering a little bit...... You look the same way you did back then. The White Eagle saw the desperation in the Duke's eyes, and he tore off his tie, took off his blazer, and took a few steps closer to the Duke.

The Duke looked up in confusion and saw an old scar on his neck.

This scar......

The Duke narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling some pain in his head.

She vaguely remembered some vague images.

That's how she used to struggle......

A scar left on someone......

The White Falcon Hunter noticed her gaze, followed her eyes, glanced at his scar, and said, "What's the matter, I don't remember what I left behind?" ”

As he spoke, he took off his white shirt, revealing his fat upper body, loose flesh, and fat belly.

"You, what do you want to do......" The Duke suddenly felt a wave of horror, a premonition of what might happen next, and her struggle became more violent.

But the White Falconer punched her in the face and choked her by the neck, and he pressed up and approached her, and although he was wearing a hood, the aura on his body awakened the Duke's painful memories.

"Yes, it's you...... I remember you...... I remember ......"

"Hmph, I thought you had forgotten about it. Little bitch, do you see this scar on my neck, you bit it at the time. Even if you leave me now, even if you change your appearance now, these traces will always be evidence, and you will never be able to get rid of me. ”

The White Eagle Hunter said, and raised his hand to slap her a few more times, and the Duke was beaten so that the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and her head spun for a moment, and she only felt nauseous.

"Hey guys, I have a proposal." The White Eagle Hunter looked at the hunters around him, "It's so boring to keep fighting and killing, why don't you ask this big beauty to let us have a good time, how about it?" ”

Hearing this, the hunters laughed.

"That's a good idea."

"It's so boring to just torture those NPCs, but this big beauty is to my liking."

"I'm the second, don't fight with me!"

……

They drew their daggers and cut through her clothes.

They gathered around her, looking at her body, at the deep despair in her eyes.

They laughed and tortured her by all means,

Never get tired of it.

The door to the dressing room is closed.

Only faint movement came from within.

Not even the deepest fires of hell could consume their sins.

To what extent can a man who is allowed to dominate the most evil instincts disappoint the Creator......