After they buried the body, they began to search for the missing Merlin.

It's easiest to leave footprints on the beach, and if Merlin comes to the island, she'll be the first to leave a trail on the beach.

But they circled the island along the beach, and found no sign of Merlin coming to the island.

It is almost certain that Merlin did not come to Gray Mu Island.

"I'm sorry, but falling into the sea is a life-or-death event, let alone a stormy day, after all, not everyone is as lucky as you......" Akers said.

Berryman's eyes were full of loss, and he knew that Merlin's chances of survival were slim, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He was particularly remorseful, knowing that when he was on the ship, he should have let the rescue ship send her back despite Merlin's objections.

At this moment, Berryman's mood was particularly heavy, as oppressive as the thick dark clouds hanging over the island.

In the evening, they returned to the tribe.

Berryman and Saka did not intend to dine with the Mork, and the two of them ate as a group, leaning against the wall of the stone house on one side.

When the meal was over, they went back to the stone house early to rest, because they knew it.

Soon it will be evening.

……

"Ahem, ahem" Burriman had just opened his eyes when he inhaled a thick mist that choked him to tears, and the stench was like the smell of burnt plastic.

"Mist?" Berryman finally realized something at this moment, he jumped up in a hurry, and quickly lifted the corner of the curtain with a shudder, and peeked outside.

At night, the vision was dim, and the gray fog shrouded the surrounding stone houses had become blurred, and the figures appeared in the thick fog.

As if he had been poured a basin of cold water, Berryman shivered, knowing that the Morks had begun to sleepwalk again.

Originally, he planned to take a nap to recuperate and leave the tribe with Saka before midnight, but he didn't have a rest all day, and accidentally slept out of time.

This meant that he had to flee the tribe again.

What happens if you get caught by a sleepwalking Mork? Who knows if these natives will roast him and eat him! Berryman didn't have time to continue thinking, and if he stayed in the tribe for one more minute, the chances of getting caught would be greater.

Berryman had to get out of here, and he poked his head out cautiously, but the Morks did not come near him, and took advantage of the opportunity to hunch over and creep out of the stone house.

Saka's stone house was nearby, and Berryman slipped into it to find the fat pig still asleep.

Burriman reached out and patted Saka's chubby face, "Wake up! Wake up! ”。

Saka opened his eyes, and when he saw the anxious look on Berryman's face, he quickly sat up and said tremblingly, "Open... Has it begun? ”

Brimand nodded heavily, "We're getting out of here." ”

They happened to be at the innermost end of the tribe, with a cliff at the back, and they couldn't leave from this side, and they had to walk forward, through two rows of stone houses, to be able to leave the tribe.

But this is not simple, under the shroud of fog, it seems that the body of the Mork is constantly twisting, and it seems that they are all out of the contours of human beings. They wandered around the tribe as if they were walking aimlessly.

Want not to get caught by them? Then first of all, it has to be undetected.

Berryman was a master of stealth, and with the cover of the fog, he led the hulking Saka slowly behind cover cover.

If they make a noise at this point, they will be spotted by the Morks.

In the fog, everything in front of me seemed to be coated with a sticky paste, and the scene five meters away was blurry.

The sound of footsteps came from ahead, and as far as the eye could see, they were covered by a thick fog, and they didn't know who was walking towards them.

With a light step, Berry avoided with Saka until he could no longer hear footsteps.

In this situation, when the eyes are almost useless, the hearing gradually becomes sharper. As long as the two of them avoided the footsteps of the Mork, they would be able to avoid their sight.

From time to time, Berryman looked back at Saka, beware that he had not followed, and no matter how many times he looked at him, he still found him shivering, and his eyes were looking around in fear.

The tribe is not large, and the two of them kept going around and around in order to avoid the Mork people, and finally came to the exit.

Right now.

Saka "ouch" and tripped over a stone under his feet.

His cry was loud and loud in the silence of the tribe.

Berryman's heart "chuckled", and he kept turning his head, wary of the Mork.

Realizing that he had made a mistake, Saka covered his mouth and shrank on the ground, shuddering, and closed his eyes in fear.

The footsteps of the Morks came to an abrupt halt at this moment, and the thick fog covered the surroundings, and only the sound of their own heartbeat was silent at this moment.

A hand grabs Saka's calf from behind and drags him into the mist!

"Ahh

Burriman stepped forward and grabbed Saka's hand in an attempt to pull him back.

One by one, the Morks emerged from the mist, their heads shaking and their throats emitting palpitating bubbles.

Berryman gritted his teeth and quickly kicked away the man who had grabbed Saka and helped him up.

"Run!" Burriman shouted anxiously, and ran quickly towards the exit.

Saka followed closely behind, and he was soon exhausted from his strength, but fortunately he had already escaped the tribe.

The Morks didn't let them go this time, and they followed them with awkward and strange steps.

Berryman ran into the jungle first, gasping and looking back.

There was a lot of fog in the rear, and Saka was long gone, and unfortunately they were separated.

Just as he looked back, a piercing scream came from the left front.

He ran over to the location of the sound and saw Saka sitting on the grass, screaming incessantly.

When he looked closer, he saw that Saka's leg was caught by the beast, and he was dripping with blood.

Before Burriman could get closer, several Morks grabbed Saka first, and then several others arrived, dragging him together and dragging him deeper into the jungle.

"Help me! Berryman! Help me! Saka shouted with a crying voice, tears sliding from the corners of his mouth with snot in his mouth.

"Saka ......" Brickan gritted his teeth, watching Saka being taken away by them, unable to do anything at all.

The number of people on the other side was too much, and if Berryman rushed over to save him, it would only be a sheep's mouth.

They weren't going in the direction of the tribe, but where were they going?

Berryman kept a safe distance behind them, and would rush to save Saka whenever he had the chance.

There were many traps laid by the Morks in the jungle, and in the misty night, it was impossible to distinguish them.

Only by stepping on the footprints they left behind can Berryman avoid stepping on the trap. He grabbed the camera around his neck and filmed them dragging Saka along.

Cautiously following them all the way, Saka was dragged into a cave.

A few minutes later, the Morks came out of the cave, one, two, three...... They all came out, but Saka was still inside.

After the Morks left, Berryman hurried into the cave, a good chance to save Saka.

The cave was pitch black, the fingers could not be reached, the eyes were completely useless, and the stench of gray mist was even stronger here.

Berryman pinched his nose in one hand and groped his way in front of him like a blind man with the other, and soon he touched a cold, hard object, which by the touch of a concrete wall.

How can there be concrete walls in a cave? If it was built by the Morks, then why didn't their houses be made of concrete?

It's important to save people first! Putting aside the doubts in his mind, Berryman leaned against the wall and headed deeper into the cavern.

"Da~Da~" Burriman's footsteps echoed here, and there was no other superfluous sound.

He walked into the darkness when he suddenly hit the bars with a pain in his head and fell to the ground, at which point he touched a flip-top lighter, which belonged to Saka's, and was left on the ground.

He lit the flames, illuminated by the faint light of the fire.

It turned out to be the end of the passage, and in front of it was a fence gate, which was firmly locked by a chain lock.

There was a trail of blood on the ground, through the rusty iron bar, towards the depths of darkness.

The blood had not yet clotted, and it was not difficult to see that the owner of the bloodstain was Saka, who was locked behind the fence gate.

Picking locks was Berryman's forte, and he took out the saber he had bought before he arrived, and on the handle of the saber was mounted a lot of gadgets, corkscrews, files, scissors, and so on.

He pulled a wire from his saber and inserted it into the keyhole to unlock it.

"Boom-" There was a constant noise behind the bar, like the sound of metal rubbing against the ground, sharp and piercing.

Berry Man hurriedly pulled out the wire and took a few steps back, holding the knife in his hand, and watched vigilantly at the darkness behind the iron bar.

In the darkness, a bloated figure staggered over.

It turned out to be a pale-faced Saka, who was limping in fear with the trap on his left leg.

Saka's face was pale, and from time to time he looked back at the darkness behind him, as if someone was chasing him.

In order to speed up, he had to jump forward with one foot, but with each jump, the sharp teeth of the trap would dig into the flesh, and blood would keep sprinkling on the ground.

"Saka!" Burriman shouted

He saw Berryman, and immediately saw the savior, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace, and jumped behind the fence gate.

"Quick! Fast! Save me! Saka grabbed the bars with both hands, and with a "snap", the entire fence gate vibrate!

"You wait! Right away! Berryman inserted the lock pick into the keyhole.

"Da ......" There was another sound of footsteps in the darkness, dense and crisp, as if it came from some kind of animal.

Saka jerked his head back, and the hairs exploded on his arm.

"Quick! Fast! It's coming! ”

Saka shouted, his hands shaking the bars frantically, he didn't have time to wait for Berryman to pick the lock!

"Bang bang bang!" The entire fence gate shook violently by him, and Berryman's unlocking was greatly disturbed.

"What's coming? Calm down! ”

Berryman frowned, the keyhole shaking, and he couldn't get the lockpick in.

The footsteps of "Da ......" grew louder and louder, and they sounded behind Saka.

"Help me!" Saka's eyes were bloodshot as he reached over the bar, desperately crying for help.

Before Berryman could open the lock.

A slippery hand appeared from behind Saka, grabbed his legs, and pulled him to the ground!

"No—" Saka desperately crawled forward, but moved backwards, his palms grinding blood against the hard floor, and soon he was dragged into the darkness!

"Saka—" Berryman's eyes widened, calling his name.

Saka's screams were gone, replaced by a "rattle" of broken bones that reverberated through the passage.

Burriman looked into the darkness behind the bars, and hot blood spilled from it.

The flames on the lighter shook, and the whole passage was eerie, and the sound of bones breaking kept coming from the darkness, like a sharp sneer from the abyss.

Burriman didn't know how long he had been in the air, and he tried to escape, but his legs trembled completely unobediently. He wanted to scream, but his throat felt like someone was choking, and he was silent.

He couldn't see what was going on behind the bars, and fear magnified his imagination.

Saka is dead? What was gnawing at his bones?

The truth is right in front of your eyes! Am I trembling with fear?

Move it! me moving!

Burlemon gritted his teeth, pushing his cowardly trembling body.

Finally freed from his fear, he shouted behind the bars.

"Hey—"

The other party seemed to hear his scream, and the bones stopped.

"What are you! Come out for me! ”

Berryman stared straight into the darkness as he clutched the saber in his hand.

The other party did not answer, and the air was once again enveloped in a cold atmosphere.

At this time, Berryman remembered that he was still wearing a camera, and he quickly turned on the camera, pointed it at the darkness and pressed the shutter button.

"Smack!" A flash of light was fleeting.

Burriman hurriedly printed the photo out of his camera.

In the photo, Saka's body is lying in a pool of blood. The other party had already left before the photo was taken, leaving bloody footprints on the ground.

It appears to be human footprints, and no shoes are on.

Saka's neck was torn off with great force, there were tooth marks on his eye bones and the base of his nose, his skull was densely packed with holes, and the ground was covered with bloody skull fragments and white brain residues.

The other party ate Saka's brain.