What I never dreamed of was that this time the monster actually came directly to me, looking at the terrifying scene hidden in the fog in front of me.

My heart was completely cold all of a sudden, but I never thought that an arm behind me would drag me up with the whole person, and hold my hands into my arms

The pungent smell mixed with my body, and for a moment I thought it was Suchak who had finally mustered up the courage to save me.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes and looked at it, it was actually the monster of the twins.

This tragic twin sister, soaked in formalin solution, did not seem to completely destroy humanity in the experiments of the little devils back then.

At least I could feel the slightest hint of it, she seemed to be protecting me.

I don't know why she did this, but I remembered that when she saw that mysterious black-and-white photograph with her weird shriveled eyes, her body seemed to tremble inexplicably.

That's enough to show that she knows the person in the photo, and because I look very similar to the tall and thin grave robber in the photo.

I guessed that she thought I was the two mysterious tomb robbers from decades ago.

In the dim light, I was held in her arms, looking at her hideous face and cracked jaw, I don't know why, at this time I no longer have the same sense of fear as before.

On the contrary, there was an indescribable familiarity in my heart.

I don't know how long she ran with me in her arms, but the strange rustling sound behind me gradually stopped.

I don't know where this is in the weird dim light, whether Suchak has followed, but looking at the strange waxy figure in front of him, he shouldn't look for a chance to escape.

Unexpectedly, after she threw me here, she curled up in the corner, and put her slender fingers into the horrific wound in her abdomen.

The unpleasant and pungent smell permeated the entire small stone room, and I watched this scene, and I almost vomited all the expired cans I ate in the warehouse.

I struggled to get up until I realized that I had regained consciousness a little bit, but my left leg still had some inexplicable trembling pain, and I was limping when I walked.

It is a stone room of only about 20 square meters, and in the blurred light, you can faintly see the gray tables and chairs placed in the corners.

There's even a dark green radio light on it.

On the wall hangs a huge map, and the dense lines on it seem to paint the entire mountainous landscape of Xiangxi.

At that moment, I was suddenly attracted by a dusty file bag on my desk that had been dusty for many years.

He gritted his teeth and endured the injuries on his body, wiped the dust off it with his hands, and an extremely conspicuous sun-raising flag logo appeared on the paper bag at the opening of the file.

Leaning on the wooden chair next to me, this is the only position that makes me feel much more comfortable.

The pungent smell and dust wafted through the air, choking on my cough as I carefully removed the contents of the file bag with my hands.

It turned out to be several blurry black and white photos.

One of the photographs was the most decayed, but the outline of a large coffin with the lid open was faintly visible.

As I looked more and more familiar, I immediately thought of the mysterious sarcophagus in the warehouse, and it seemed that the contents of the photo should have been taken decades ago when the sarcophagus was discovered.

I carefully put this photo away, maybe when I have the opportunity to go out, these will become clues to solve the mystery.

The remaining black-and-white photos, although relatively clear and complete, are all strangely shaped symbols and texts.

It seems to have been engraved on something, and someone filmed it with a camera.

And in the last photo, I was even more shocked, I almost didn't sit on the stool and turned over.

The reason is very simple, this black and white photo actually shows his own figure, to be precise, the tall and thin man in the photo is wearing a black old-fashioned leather jacket, and he looks almost exactly like himself.

On either his left and right stood a girl dressed as a hairpin student, who looked so similar that they looked like twin sisters.

The movements of the three were a little intimate, and the pair of sisters even rested their heads on the shoulders of the man in the middle, and it could be seen that when this photo was taken, it was full of warm atmosphere.

And when I looked at the two girls in the photo, I suddenly thought of the pair of twin monsters in the corner who were combined by the little devil experiment.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the place where the monster had just been, but I didn't realize that the corner was already empty, leaving only rotting solution everywhere.

Suchak's hurried footsteps gradually passed from far to near, waking me back from my thoughts.

This time, I finally understood something I had just experienced, but I couldn't figure out how the man in the photo could be so similar to my appearance.

is like his long-lost twin brother, but the man in the photo is still very different from himself in temperament.

"You... You're alive. ”

Suchak followed the footsteps, but he didn't expect that the first words he said when he saw me made him want to die.

It's no wonder he said that, after all, he really watched himself being captured by the monster at the time, and he didn't expect the twin monsters to disappear quietly after throwing me here.

In the dim light of the stone room, the two of them leaned against the wall and kept spitting clouds, almost filling the entire narrow stone room with the smell of cigarettes.

I couldn't help but take a few big puffs, only to feel that the pain all over my body didn't seem to hurt so much anymore, and smoke was a good thing.

Perhaps it was because of the exertion and the fact that I had just experienced a vicious battle, and Susak and I both felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion.

Always looking for a quiet place to rest for a while, and the troubles that may follow.

The two of us seemed to be digging deeper and deeper into the mine tunnels, and we could vaguely guess from the map hanging on the wall in front of us.

The location of this stone chamber seems to be on the verge of the end of a tunnel.

The wounded human centipede must be hiding in a corner waiting for us to appear, and it will vent all the tragic fate and resentment in its heart.

"Can I see a picture of your daughter?"

The two big men leaned against the corner and gradually lost their words, enduring the injuries on their bodies, and suddenly found that they didn't seem to know much about the temporary partner in front of them.

Without raising his head, he shuddered and pulled out a crumpled picture from his bosom as I took it in my hand and looked at it.

I found that the photo was a little girl of five or six years old, her face was covered with mud, she was wearing an old cotton jacket, and she was holding a large bottle of soda in her hand and showing an innocent and happy smile.

The warm scene suddenly made me can't help but freeze in place, Suchak's voice echoing in my ears, and his own gaze seems to be avoiding the photo intentionally or unintentionally.

"This is a picture of my daughter when she was six years old, she has never been out of the village when she is so old, and she loves to drink old-fashioned soda..."

"She always yells about her mother, and she can't drink enough soda."

"I...".

"I... But I've never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father... ”

When Susak said this, a man in his thirties actually lowered his head and cried loudly, and this extremely sadistic scene made my heart feel a little uncomfortable in an instant.