"Knock-knock-knock-"

The ancient bell rang suddenly, and it reverberated through the city of Viren, seeping into every crack.

The bell rang three times in total.

"Where did this bell come from?" Berryman looked up, looking for the source of the bells, but all he could see was the spires of the buildings, and the full moon.

"Hehehe, the hunt has begun, good luck!" The person behind the curtain dropped this sentence and disappeared.

"Hunting?" Berryman didn't understand what he meant.

The silent city of Viren suddenly began to be noisy, and all kinds of sounds were heard—gunshots, screams, machinery......

And footsteps! Right behind you!

As soon as Berryman turned around, he saw an axe slashing at him!

He jumped backwards to dodge the axe.

The axe struck the damp stone brick floor, splashing a lot of rubble.

"What do you want to do!" Berryman glared at the attacker.

He was wearing a brown waistcoat with a white shirt that had long since been dirty and black-brown, and with a torn top hat, he raised his wood-splitting axe and staggered along.

"Hey!" Berryman roared, "Did you hear what I said? ”

"Brain...... Brain...... Fresh brains......" The other man's mouth kept repeating, and he didn't listen to Burriman's words at all, and came with an axe.

"Don't come here!" Berryman crouched down and picked up a stone brick, "I'll smash your head if you come here again!" ”

"Brain...... Fresh brains......" He walked with his head down, drooling and swaying with his steps.

"Maniac!" Berry gritted his teeth and threw the stone bricks at his head.

The brick hit him in the head, knocking the top hat away, and he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching, blood spilling from his head.

Burriman's heart trembled, and he hurriedly ran over to find a way to save him.

But Burriman, who did not know medical skills, was so anxious that he smelled the stench and looked towards the crotch of the other's pants. It turned out that the other party was already incontinent, and in less than five seconds, death took him away.

I...... Did I kill someone?

No...... It's just a dream!

It must be like this!

Berryman kept telling himself that it was just a dream.

Just as he was struggling with his thoughts, at some point a person stood behind him, raising a kitchen knife and slashing at him.

Berry Man saw a shadow from the ground, and he dodged the knife with a roll, but the corpse below him was not so lucky.

The kitchen knife hit the deceased's head and stuck in the forehead.

"Are you crazy!" Berryman shouted at the attacker.

The attacker was a wicked woman who wore a brown cake dress with a corset that squeezed her waist very thinly.

She pulled the kitchen knife out of the deceased's forehead, and sticky blood spilled through the cracks and ran down the sides of her nose from her eyebrows.

"Hahahaha!" She laughed and slashed at the deceased's head again.

Her dirty, bare feet stepped on the dead man's foaming mouth, and she slashed it with another knife.

It's like chopping wood, one knife after another!

Blood splattered from the corpse, on the stone brick floor, on the hem of her lace dress, on the glass window, on Berryman's terrified face! It's hot, it's hot.

The deceased's head had been split open by her, like a broken watermelon, the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the eyeballs were so bulging that they were about to fall out.

She threw the kitchen knife aside, knelt on the ground, stretched out her hand, pulled out the bloody brain from the gap in the deceased's skull, and ate it while it was hot.

Having a ready-made brain, she threw Burriman aside and devoured it as if someone were about to rush to eat it with her, and her face was covered in blood.

At some point, the street below began to come alive, and Berryman shuffled over with heavy footsteps, leaning against the stone railing and looking down.

People hunt each other in chase, and in the screams, axes are chopping, kitchen knives are wielding, rifles are shooting, and the victorious ones can enjoy the brains of their prey.

In addition to the brain, eyeballs are also liked by many people.

People who don't want to miss out on this delicious dish will clasp out their eyes with their hands and put them in their mouths as if they were eating popping beef balls, and when they bite down, their eyes burst into warm plasma in their mouths.

Within minutes, the street was bleeding as they crouched on the ground like wild beasts and gnawed on corpses.

Lunatic!

People here are crazy!

The people of this world are crazy!

Berryman's whole body trembled, what he saw in his eyes.

It's blood! It's the brain! It's an eyeball!

Suddenly, someone pushed him from behind, and he tumbled off the stone railing and fell into the bloody street.

He saw someone jump from the stone fence he had fallen from, and stepped on his left hand, which hurt as if he were riding over it.

Berryman's features wrinkled in pain, and he stretched out his right hand and slapped the leg on his left hand fiercely.

"Da!" The other leg of the other party also stepped on Berryman's right hand, and he was wearing a hard leather black boot, and the force of the step was particularly strong.

He didn't wait for Berryman to react, and slashed it down!

The knife slashed into Burryman's shoulder!

"Ahh

The other party wanted to pull out the knife, but the knife got stuck in the shoulder bone, so he had to shake the knife up and down and move it out inch by inch.

Berryman felt nothing more than an electric drill punching holes in his shoulder, and he kept screaming and kicking hard in his legs.

The other party finally pulled out the knife, and blood spurted out, like a bowl of hot curry poured on Burriman's body.

Beads of sweat continued to flow down Berryman's forehead, and he clenched his teeth, his face pale and no longer had the strength to resist, and he was completely slaughtered.

The opponent's knife was already raised high, and this time he would not hesitate to slash at Berryman's head.

The moment he cut it down!

"Drop-" A sedan braked sharply and almost crashed into Berryman on the road.

"! Are you blind? The driver stuck his head out of the window, bypassed Berryman and drove away.

When he saw the sight before him, Berryman was so agitated that he found himself standing in the middle of the road, and he hurried to the sidewalk.

"What's going on...... How did I get back? He looked around blankly. The sun was shining, the crowd laughing on the side of the road, the cars coming and going, there was no doubt that he was back in the real world.

It was a dream, and Berryman was glad for the rest of his life, when suddenly he felt a pain in his shoulder, and he stretched his shoulder out of his neckline and turned his head to look.

The wound that had been cut in the dream turned into a black mark, and although there was no wound, the pain still did not abate.

The wound that had been cut in the dream turned into a black blood stain, and although there was no wound, I could clearly feel a faint pain in the blood stain.

He tried to lift his left arm, and a sharp pain came from his shoulder, he couldn't lift his arm at all, he was sweating profusely, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

If it's just a dream, why do you still feel pain? Isn't it all fake?

Burriman was wearing pajamas at this time, not even shoes. He remembered that he had fallen asleep in his bed at home before the dream, but why had he been in this place when he woke up?

Don't!

I'm sleepwalking! He froze.

The gray fog he inhaled on Grey Curtain Island eventually caused him to suffer from sleepwalking, and although he was lucky, he could not be an exception.

In addition to the pain, he felt very tired, hungry and sleepy, as if he hadn't slept at all last night.

He took a taxi, went home, ate a piece of bread and went to bed, he was so tired.

On the table, he received a text message from Merlin on his phone:

"What the hell are you doing? I didn't answer your phone calls or text messages, it's been two days! ”

Berry felt the cold wind blowing on his body, cold, and the bed was cold and damp, and he opened his eyes, only to see the spires pointing to the night sky, and the full moon was unusually large, as if he could grasp it with his hand.

How did I come back again? Am I dreaming again? He got up from the ground with his arms propped up, and suddenly there was a piercing pain in his shoulder, and his hand slipped, and he fell before he could get up.

He was still in that dark street, his position had not moved at all, and he was surrounded by incomplete bodies, except for the missing maniacs who ate human brains. The bloody corpse next to him was looking at him - hey! Buddy! Welcome back!

It was raining in the sky, and the white fog that accompanied the rain also quietly followed behind the rain, and the streets were silent, and the whole city of Viren put on the white fog.

Berryman struggled to get back to his feet, and he was currently facing a serious problem, which was the wound on his shoulder that needed to be treated. Far from alleviating from the pain, the wound became red and swollen, and even the bleeding did not stop. He took off his shirt and pressed against the wound and walked towards the steps above.

"Knock knock" Berryman knocked on the door, the person living in this room was the only one willing to talk to him, and he hoped to get help from the other party.

The other party lifted the corner of the curtain and saw Berryman outside the door, and he walked behind the door and opened it.

He was an old man of about 70 years old, wearing a dirty waistcoat shirt, a face full of old age spots under the top hat, and he looked at Berry Man with cloudy eyes, "Yo, isn't this a new stranger?" ”

"Hello, do you have bandages at home?" Berry Man took off the shirt that was pressed against the wound, "I'm injured, can I borrow a roll?" I will thank you. ”

"Hey, come in." The old man took him inside.

As soon as I entered the house, I immediately smelled a faint musty smell, which, although a little choking, was much better than the smell of blood on the street. It was dark inside, only a white candle that was running out of light stuck to the table, and the rain drifted in through the broken glass windows, wetting the brown wood floor, and mushrooms had grown in the long-damp corners.

The old man sat him down on the wooden chair in front of the table, went to the bedroom and looked for bandages, and after a while rummaging through the cabinets, he took out a roll of bandages and took them out.

"You're not convenient for bandaging, are you? Hey, I'll help you. The old man walked up behind Berryman, his shriveled hand slowly rolling up the bandage.

"Thank you very much!" Berry Man hurriedly thanked him, and he looked at a full-length mirror by the fireplace in front of him, which was dirty, and from the blurred mirror, he could see that the old man was patiently bandaging the wound.

It turns out that the people of Virenli are not all crazy, although this old man is yin and yang, but he is still kind-hearted, after a terrible hunt, I can meet a stranger who takes care of himself, I am really lucky, after the injury is healed, I have to find a way to repay the family. With a grateful gaze, Berryman looked at the old man in the mirror.

But just as he said the old man's kind words, Berryman saw a fruit knife behind him in the mirror!