"Smack."

The communicator in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and a chill permeated his whole body along his heart.

The message was sent by the platoon commander.

Thinking back to the vision, I suddenly felt like I realized something.

Turning frantically, he ran towards the iron gate that had just entered.

The iron gate in front of me was only a few steps away, but time seemed to stand still.

"For a second."

"Two seconds."

Like a quicksand funnel, little by little, slowly.

I reached out, almost crawling, just poking out of the edge of the iron door.

A joy in my heart, a sweet taste, permeating my heart.

The next second, before I could recover my senses.

The iron door in front of him actually closed tightly automatically.

"Smack".

Completely detained, cut off the vitality in my heart.

The light around them was completely plunged into darkness.

In the small stone room where I couldn't see my fingers, I was in the same room as the dried corpse in front of me.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in my ears.

"Giggles...".

It was like a woman, sneering softly.

My heart has long been suppressed on the verge of collapse, and I may lose my mind at any time.

The faint light emitted by the communicator on the ground was like the only flame in my heart, comforting my fragile heart.

A "giggle" laugh came out in front of me.

In the dark, the source of the sound is so similar.

I distinctly remember that directly in front of me corresponded to the dissected corpse of the woman.

My heart tightened.

A huge sense of fear surged into my heart, and I was covered in cold sweat.

"She" and I were so deadlocked in place, not daring to move!

I reached out and pinched my face hard.

Pain, accompanied by cold sweat sliding down.

This time it's not an illusion, it's real, it's visible, it's tangible.

The seeping sneer echoed in the small space.

Sometimes it turns into a cry, sometimes it turns into a sneer, and it fades little by little.

At last it became silent, as dead silent.

I stared at the darkness in front of me with blood-red eyes, and clenched my pistol.

Be ready to respond to terrible changes that are about to happen.

Suddenly.

The communicator, which had just accidentally fallen to the ground, trembled again.

I knew that this time it must have been a communication message from the platoon commander.

A flame of hope ignited in my heart, like grasping at a life-saving straw.

I gripped my pistol tightly and moved closer to the light.

In the darkness, the eyes looked at the very center of the stone room, and the dry corpse lying flat on the "operating table" with a hideous expression.

Still maintaining the same movements as before, the sallow skin was translucent, and the hands suddenly stretched forward.

It's like a drowning person, desperately trying to grab the grass by the river with his hands, exuding despair.

I didn't dare to stay, so I quickly picked up the communicator on the ground.

It was a message from the platoon commander to confirm that I was safe now.

I was at a loss, and even though the sound of horror had faded away, I really couldn't put into words what was happening in front of me.

"I'm trapped in the stone chamber and the door won't open."

I used the most concise sentence to reveal the dilemma in front of me, and then sent it to the platoon commander who didn't know where he was.

I wondered why, at the moment when I had just stepped through the iron gate.

The platoon commander already knew that something strange would happen inside.

I didn't have time to think about it, my eyes stared straight at the communicator and the female corpse in front of me.

I'm afraid I'll miss a slight.

The atmosphere in my heart was extremely depressed, and I gasped violently.

I want to calm my mind.

And the next moment.

In the communicator, the news sent back by the platoon commander made me almost break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't look back, there's something behind you!"

“…”。

I was silent, but my heart was already like thunder.

"Something...? What is it. ”

I wanted to turn back several times, but I forced myself to go back.

Invisibly, it was as if a cry was coming from my ears again, and it filled behind me.

It's a depressing feeling, like someone is holding it to their ear and screaming.

Rather than being scared to death, it is better to die neatly.

I gritted my teeth and clenched the gun in my hand and turned back sharply.

There was an empty body behind him, and the crying stopped abruptly.

There were only rows and rows of huge specimen bottles, leaning against the corners.

It was covered with a thick layer of dust.

What kind of specimen would be such a large bottle.

I was a little curious, but more of a nervous heart.

Reach out and wipe the dust off the glass bottle in front of you.

A yellowish liquid enveloping an unknown humanoid creature with a faint silhouette.

I store it quietly in the bottle.

The liquid inside was so muddy that it was like a preservative that had been soaked for many years, and melted with the humanoid silhouette inside.

Through the transparent glass bottle, I vaguely observed that there was air currents blowing behind it.

It's like hiding an exit.

I couldn't hold back the joy in my heart, and I picked up the huge specimen bottle in front of me and tried to remove it.

After some effort, the bottle in front of him still did not move.

A little annoyed, I pulled out the pistol on my waist and aimed it at the glass specimen bottle in front of me, and placed my finger at the trigger.

But he hesitated a few times.

I don't know why, but I always feel that the contents of this bottle are not ordinary.

I was even afraid that the "samples" inside would come back to life.

But I really don't want to stay in this place again, even for a minute.

It's so depressing.

Now that I see the exit, I want to escape.

"Come on..."

"Come play with me."

Suddenly, there was a strange incense.

Swept over my shoulders behind me, I felt like I had entered a fantasy again.

The fair-looking, pale-faced woman was standing behind me, beckoning at me.

Her hair fell to the ground, spreading like a vine.

In the next second, it was already at my feet.

I didn't hesitate to be fooled this time.

The backhand opened the safety and quickly pulled the trigger, and the hot bullet erupted with flames in the chamber.

It struck a strand of hair and ignited a fire.

"Stay with me!"

She almost screamed.

Suddenly, his face was hideous, his skin became dry and sallow, and his eyes were sunken under his originally beautiful face.

is alive, it is the female corpse lying on the operating table just now.

A huge gap opened in the abdominal cavity, like a "mouth", cracking open a large mouth of blood.

Using the twist of my hair, he tied me tightly and pulled me towards her.

Fortunately, I was a little wary this time, and I was not scared to death by the sight in front of me.

"It's... Is it a hallucination..., or is it real.... ”

A series of questions arose in my mind, but at this moment, I didn't have time to think about it.

I subconsciously continued to pull the trigger, regardless of whether the bullet hit her body or not.

It's just the fire rendered by bullets, which seems to be able to force the "female corpse" in front of you back.

Her face was hideous, like a corrupt corpse.

"Stay, stay with me!"

She spoke in a trill, almost word for word, and the long hair on the back of her head floated in the air like tentacles.

"Lao Tzu... No matter what kind of demon you are, I have a gun in my hand... Gun. ”

"Guns... Do you understand. ”

My voice trembled, and I almost fainted with fright, and I didn't care if he could understand what I said by "human".

It's just that in a panic, I maintained a standard shooting posture, and the pistol I clenched shook with the swaying "female corpse" less than two meters away from me in front of me.

She tilted her head, looking at me as if she was a little confused, and her shriveled eyeballs, like purple-black grapes, swirled in her sockets.

"You stand here and don't move, move."

"Lao Tzu must ,... Yes... Will kill you with one shot! ”

I held the gun in one hand, and with the pace under my feet, I groped frantically backwards.

I don't know, if I was really scared stupid, or if the "female corpse" in front of me seemed to really understand my words.

She just kept looking at me with a strange look.