Ax fastened the latch on the door to prevent the monster from escaping.

"Bang!" The monster slammed into the door, knocking itself over and falling, a slight tremor passing through the door to its feet.

It banged frantically against the door in a very angry way, and the sound of screaming came from outside the door. With each impact, the door shook violently, and even the latch on the door was almost unable to support it, and gradually bent inward.

Akers moved the whole table and pressed it against the door, but he was worried that it wasn't enough, and pushed the bedside table again.

Berryman sat against the wall, struggling to straighten his injured leg with both hands, then took a roll of bandage from his belt bag and wrapped it around the wound several times.

Before entering here, he was ready to be injured before bringing the bandages in.

The monster seemed tired, and it stopped ramming and walked back and forth outside the door. In front of it, the door had been dented by it, and the latch on the door had long since been knocked into a U-shape.

"Finally stopped......" Akers was sweating profusely, and he sat on the floor gasping for breath, where he had been against the door when the monster struck.

"How are you?" Akers Road.

"Also...... Can't die. ”

Ax raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the light shone on Berryman, only to notice that his face was pale. Although the wound was bandaged, the bleeding did not seem to have stopped, staining the bandage red.

"The wound is not so casually bandaged." Akers walked over, held out his hand to Burriman, and said, "Give me the lighter." ”

Berryman pulled a lighter out of his trouser pocket and handed it to Axes. He's not a smoker, so he's going to want a lighter for something.

I saw him squat down and unwrap the blood-stained bandage that wrapped Berryman's wound, and a bloody wound was exposed, the skin was open, and the skin around the wound was swollen and bleeding.

Ax took a bullet from his rifle, took the bullet out, and sprinkled the gunpowder inside on the wound.

"Don't scream, don't let the monsters outside know we're hurt." After Acers finished speaking, he immediately lit the gunpowder on the wound.

The spark "crackled" and burned out quickly.

Berryman twitched violently, gritting his teeth and not saying a word. He could smell the smell of gunpowder mixed with the smell of burning.

He looked down at his wound, wisps of green smoke rising, the wound was blackened, at least the bleeding stopped.

"You're going to sterilize it this way?"

"Of course," Akers re-bandaged the wound, "living in this jungle, if you don't know some healing, you won't survive for a week, because there is more poison here than your hair." ”

"Alright." Akers stood up and said, "We need to get out as soon as possible!" ”

Burriman understood the extent of his injury and could no longer investigate, as soon as he moved his injured right leg slightly, there would be a sharp pain, as if it had been burned by fire, and as the pain slowly subsided, he clearly felt a pulse before the wound pounding wildly against the skin.

The monster outside the door stopped wandering, and gradually quieted down, could it be that the monster was standing motionless outside the door, waiting for them to come out? Or have you given up and walked away?

No one knows, but no one dares to try to get out.

Berry Man strafed the surroundings with his lights, and he saw that the room was filled with many instruments and some distribution boxes, and unlike the other rooms, the items were neatly arranged.

"This seems to be a control room, you can see if you can turn on the lights in the research institute." Berryman Road.

Ax examined the equipment, and finally he stopped in front of the main console and pushed a switch on.

"Wow~" Suddenly there was a sound of mechanical operation, and the lights were lit up one after another, illuminating them so that they couldn't open their eyes for a while.

After a long time in the dark, their eyes could not adapt to the strong light, and after a while, their vision slowly recovered.

The scene in the room was unobstructed, the heavy machines were placed here, covered with thick dust, cobwebs hung in the corners, a few flies sticked, the light brightened, and the oppression from the darkness disappeared in an instant.

After the power was on, the alarm on the wall also went off, flashing red and emitting a piercing siren.

"Bang!"

Akers shot it up, muttering, "It's so noisy!" ”

There are a lot of monitoring monitors on the wall, and they are all in operation, showing the monitoring pictures one by one.

"Look." Akers pointed to one of the surveillance monitors, where the monster was lying motionless on the wall, "It's smart, it's waiting for us to get out outside!" ”

Berryman sighed, the monster had been guarding the door, and it seemed that he couldn't get out for the time being. He looked around and found a researcher's corpse leaning against the same wall as him.

The corpse was already a dried corpse, with a rusty dagger stuck in his chest, and his skull still there, not as if he had been killed by a monster.

Berryman stood up against the wall, hopping on one foot to the corpse and taking a closer look.

The body was not found to have any cause of death other than the fatal wound to the chest caused by the dagger. In the corpse's hand, clutching a pocket watch, it took a great deal of effort for Berryman to get it out of his stiff hand.

This is a beautiful and simple pocket watch, carved with gold patterns, although a little dirty, but still can not hide its noble atmosphere.

Berryman flipped the lid of the pocket watch open, the lenses cracked, and the clock stopped beating. On the other side is a wedding photo, where a couple smiles lovingly.

Berryman was shocked when he saw the groom in the photo, who looked very similar to Ackes.

"Akers, come over here." Berryman called him over.

"What's wrong? How do you sit with a corpse. Akers walked over.

"Is this you?" Berryman placed the pocket watch in front of Ax.

When he saw the photo, Ax himself was startled, he thought he was married to someone else while sleepwalking, he took the pocket watch from Burriman's hand, and frowned to look closely.

Looking up from Berryman's position, Morkewen peeked out from between Ackes' fingers at the bottom of the pocket watch.

"There's a word on the bottom of the pocket watch!"

Akers flipped the watch to the back and translated the Mork script engraved on it.

"The wedding of Mr. Hacaton and Miss Vale, 1927."

"Hakkadon......" When Akers saw the name, he felt a wave of dizziness, and then rubbed his temples with his hand, and said, "Hakkadon is my grandfather."

Berryman turned his head sharply and looked at the corpse beside him again, and he found that the corpse was wearing a white coat with a badge on it, and wiped the dust off it, revealing a line of Morkwen.

This Morkven is exactly the same name as one on the pocket watch - Hakhadon.

"I'm sorry...... I'm afraid this corpse is your grandfather. Berryman took the badge off and gave it to Ax.

Akers was holding the badge, and although it was only a dozen grams, he felt very heavy.

He put away his badge and looked at his grandfather's body in a daze, speaking in Mork, and Berryman didn't know what he was talking about, except that his voice trembled a little.

"He's your grandfather, so isn't the bride in the wedding photo your grandmother?" It occurred to Berryman that he stood up against the wall and pointed to the pocket watch in Ax's hand.

In the photo, the bride's appearance has been blurred, but she wears a sapphire pendant around her neck, the same as the one on Ax's chest.

Ax noticed it too, and he put the pendant in front of his eyes to observe, and the light shone on the sapphire, reflecting a beautiful light, as if he was also remembering.

His mood is very complicated, he has never met his grandparents, but he didn't expect to meet for the first time, but there is a difference between life and death.

"If your grandparents worked at this institute, were your parents too?" Berryman asked.

"I don't know." Ax shook his head, a sadness on his face that he had never seen before, "They never mentioned the existence of the Institute to me. And they are dead. ”

He clenched his fists, the green tendons swelling on the back of his hand, and he said, "When I was ten years old, our family of three tried to leave the island, and the boat we were on was caught in a storm at sea, and we were washed back to the island by the sea, and I was the only one alive......"

"In the previous room, I found the photo of all the staff, if my parents were also on it, I am afraid I would not have been able to recognize it, after all, they were still a child at the time, and the photo was blurry."

Berryman nodded, leaned against the wall and walked away, freeing himself up, knowing that Ax needed time to calm down, and he continued to investigate.

He passed by the surveillance monitor, and saw that on the surveillance, the monster still refused to let them go, so he stuck it on the wall outside the door and ambushed it, wanting to give them a "surprise"!

Under the main console, a notepad had fallen here, and Berryman opened it to see that it was all Morkevin, and instead of calling Ax at once, he sat down in a chair next to him and waited.

A moment later, Akers walked over, returning to his usual relaxed demeanor, he also saw the surveillance footage, and scolded: "Fucking it's still outside!" Did you find anything? ”

Berryman handed him the notebook he had just discovered, "I'll have to rely on you to translate." ”

Akers smiled, "Do you know how important I am now?" He opened his notepad and said, "This is a diary, many of which I can't read clearly, and I can still read it clearly." ”

"May 3, 1930, Yay! We're finally off and great, we're off on the Blue Whale! A whole 114 people were on this ship, I have never seen such a big ship! It's so big, so powerful! I'm so happy......"

Ax read out all the pages he could read, turning them carefully so as not to damage the fragile paper.

Berryman lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke freely, and said, "It looks like a child wrote it." ”

"I can see this paragraph." Akes looked at the vague words carefully, "You got it right!" ”

"On May 10, 1930, my mother didn't let me race on the deck, so I had to play with my father, who always smoked and smelled, and the other children didn't like Dad, they said that my father had six fingers on his left hand and was a monster, but my father was very good to me, so he was not a monster!"