Leon plucked off the small half of the intestine, and was surprised to find that something seemed to be stuffed at the end of the intestine, and it was a bulging solid.

He hung over the cargo well with his feet spread out, and through his gloves, squeezed the thing out of his withered intestines.

It was a pony puppet made of wood and cloth, the material was rough, but the workmanship was very careful.

Looking at the style, it seems to be a puppet toy for small children.

"A puppet with a horse stuffed in its intestines? What's going on? ”

Leon muttered, "Avid pony lovers..."

The available information is insufficient to make a judgment,

He put two items that were some years old into his inventory, silently counting the four anomalous organs that had been collected.

"Heart, intestines, lungs, limbs."

Leon said to himself: "The general is finished, and now there are only kidneys, heads, torsos, and embryos left." ”

He was about to grasp the hemp rope and slide down, but he found something carved into the stone bricks on the inner wall of the cargo well.

"Huh?"

Li Ang frowned, and gently stroked the thick dust on the stone bricks through his gloves.

On the surface of the stone bricks, a line of handwriting cut with a sharp object such as a knife is revealed.

The handwriting is quite distorted and crooked, and if you make it carefully, you can see that it is a line of English letters.

“Croatoan。”

Li Ang read this line of English, frowned, and descended with a hemp rope to the utility room at the bottom, where he said hello to the three teammates.

At this time, the stonemason was asking about the hallucination, and when he saw Leon returning, he nodded at him and continued to ask Evil Wunian:

"When you were attacked in the elevator shaft, did you ever see any hallucinations other than walls of flesh and blood?"

"Yes."

Evil Wunian nodded and said, "After I was teleported here, the first thing I saw was a normal stone wall, and then some very strange images appeared in front of my eyes. ”

With a strange expression on his face, Evil Thoughtless began to speak.

It was a barren and dilapidated colonial village, where the land was cracked and blackened, and the crops withered and died.

The villagers, who were of the white race, had numb expressions, and the cloth they wore was more rags than clothing.

To make matters worse, many villagers have yellow-green pus-filled pockets the size of steamed buns bulging out on their bodies, filled with pus, which will shake back and forth at the slightest movement.

Plague, hunger, death.

Expressions of despair and numbness covered the faces of every villager, and they dragged their families out of the low bungalows and gathered in front of the village, a path leading to a dark forest.

The dense fog filled the dense forest, and a huge shadow with the outline of a human came from far and near, approaching everyone, staying in the mist.

The shadow seemed to say something, and the villagers' faces flashed with a look of struggle, and after a moment of hesitation, they silently walked into the thick fog, followed the shadow, and disappeared into the forest.

A little girl in her mother's arms, holding a pony puppet in her hand,

She blinked her pale green eyes and looked out of the woodland, the only villager who hadn't followed the shadows into the woods.

It was a middle-aged man.

His body was also covered with pus, and even his left eye was obscured by pustules growing on his eyelids.

He was dressed in barely the cleanest and most neat garment, and judging by the style of his dress and the Bible he clutched tightly in his hand, he was a village clergyman.

The little girl and her mother disappear in the woods, and the pony puppet in her hand accidentally falls, tumbling and falling on the mossy stones.

“...”

The clergyman looked at the villagers who had abandoned him, picked up a stone from the ground, and carved a line of English text on a tree at the edge of the woodland with the sharp surface of the stone.

Afterwards, the lonely, pus-covered clergyman limped into the village with the Bible in his arms.

"This is the end of the illusion."

"Then, I saw the elevator shaft full of pieces of flesh and shrinking. ”

The forest cat's brow furrowed deeply.

Again, it's a hallucination, and judging by the description of Evil Thoughts, the ruined colony was even before Williams built his mansion.

It is not known the time span between the two, and what the huge shadow that lures the villagers into the woodland is...

"Wait a minute."

The stonemason's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Evil Wunian, and asked seriously, "Is the text written by that priest Croatoan?" ”

In order to avoid missing out on his memory, the stonemason also deliberately took out a paper cutter and carved this line of English letters on the wooden floor.

"Uh," Evil Thoughtless looked at English and recalled, "It seems to be." ”

"I see."

The stonemason let out a long breath and stood up, his tightly furrowed brow softening a lot, "Loanok Island." ”

"Loanock?" The forest cat raised an eyebrow, "I see." ”

Both of them understood something, but they were still a little dazed, "What do you mean?" ”

"Roanoke Island, an island off the coast of North Carolina in the United States, is located south of Albemarle Bay."

Leon opened his mouth and said: "This island exists on the earth in the real world, but judging from the current situation,

This time, the scripted mission only borrows this context, rather than actually taking place in the real world. ”

"That's right."

The stonemason nodded, and explained to Evil Thoughts, "The hallucinations we all see are the past history of the world of this scripted mission.

The time you see when the colonial villagers disappeared actually took place in the late eighties of the sixteenth century.

In 1585, the English explorer John White traveled to Loanoke Island on the eastern side of the United States and mapped the island.

Two years later he returned with a group of British immigrants to establish a colony. When he returned to England to replenish supplies, the war was delayed until 1590.

When he returned, the colony was gone, and more than 120 British colonists had completely disappeared, no one alive or dead, and the only trace left was the English text carved into a certain tree, Croatoan. ”

The forest cat continued: "This historical event is a real occurrence, and there have been many scholars or idlers for a hundred years who have studied the reasons for the disappearance of the colonists on Loanok Island.

Some believe that the colonists on the island were attacked by Native Americans, while others believe that they moved to American land themselves.

There are many opinions on the reasons for this, and no conclusion has been reached so far. This mass disappearance is also quite famous in the field of occultism, and it was also inspired to be filmed into a TV series.

In short, it can be assumed that the events you see are the root cause of all the events in this scripted mission.

We had to figure out what that great shadow was. ”