"That's fine. ”

Ivan continued to look down at the fragments of the sculpture on the ground, and inadvertently, he saw something on the ground. Even though he had seen a lot of battles, he was still taken aback. Among the debris on the ground lay a very inconspicuous and delicate key.

The handle of the spoon is engraved with a set of numbers, 6110.

"Is this a catalyst for hallucination? No, this key is ordinary, without that dark and chaotic aura. ”

He took a deep breath, bent down resolutely, and picked it up. It is a very delicately shaped key, which still shines silver in the light of a flashlight, and it is light but tough in the hand, and it seems to be made of a special material.

Ivan stood up and took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, looking at it, but he didn't find anything more amazing.

At this time, he thought of the number on the key, perhaps implying the house number.

Thinking of this, Evan pinched the key in the palm of his hand and looked at his teammates beside him:

"Grab your weapons and follow me around. ”

One-one-one-one-one-one

The dark and secluded corridor, with only one light flickering on and off, ends at the bend of the corridor, from where there are two forks in the road. I followed the corridor to the fork on the right, and when I looked ahead, the lights were still on in the distance.

"There probably won't be any normal people here, ready to attack at any time!"

Ivan led the group cautiously to the light source and looked in through the small glowing window. A man in a researcher's uniform was found lying on the table facing the small window, with his upper body motionless on the table, apparently asleep.

The room, which looked like a one-room dormitory, was also quiet, with only the wind blowing through the exhaust holes. In the light of the fire, on the ground lay a human hand, white, withered, and lonely.

Through the light, everyone could see that the researcher who appeared to be asleep had exactly one arm missing from the left half of his body, and only a bloody wound down his shoulder. At this moment, no matter how dull he is, he knows that there is a corpse lying on the opposite side, but even if it is a corpse that can't speak, it can sometimes reveal a lot of important information.

Ivan walked sideways to the door, grabbed the doorknob and tugged hard, tearing the door panel out of the door frame. I don't know if it was because he was pushing too hard, but the researcher fell down with the pull, and his face appeared in the light. It was a terrifying sight - half of the researcher's face seemed to have been torn by some beast, his eyes had fallen out, and the remaining half of his face had become a blur of flesh and blood, as if it had been chewed up.

Everyone groped their way into the room, and after checking around, they found that there were clear claw marks left in many places on the floor of the room. The reason why the previous door panel was so fragile was that it had been loose in the first place, as if it had been hit by a heavy object.

As he was leaving, Evan noticed the nameplate on the door frame, which was impressively 6107

It seems that they are not going down the wrong path.

Everyone returned to the corridor, their footsteps echoing in the dark and silent narrow space, and the lights still flickering like ghostly fire. 6108 and 6109 were closed, and after they broke in and searched, they couldn't find any useful clues, so they walked quickly to 6110. This room is not to say that it has windows, not even the door, and there are only a few chairs in the rough rough room. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the darkness around him was full of evil, but the lights in the corridor seemed to illuminate the face of the devil hidden in the darkness, and kept jumping.

The whole room looked ghostly in the dim light, and the black hole door was so deep in the light that it was like an entrance to hell.

Ivan's perception is relatively keen, although he didn't see anything in the room, but he was affected by the atmosphere, and he still didn't dare to walk in directly. First, he threw a stone, and after the echo of the bouncing and tumbling of the stone on the ground made sure that there was no one in the room, he led everyone into the room.

After the flashlight spun around the space, they saw a gap in the ceiling, and Ivan walked over and smashed it with a punch, and a small silver tape recorder descended from it.

"There seems to be someone who wants to reveal some information to us. ”

Evan squeezed the tape recorder in his hand, then motioned for everyone to pay attention to the movement outside the door, and clicked the play button.

"Ahem!"

A clear cough came over the radio, like a dying man moaning, and everyone was startled by the sound and looked nervously out the door. The hallway was silent, neither the swooping of monsters nor the strange sounds coming out.

"It's Raphael, I'm probably dead by the time you hear this recording. Please don't feel sorry for me, I didn't die from him, I just chose my own end. ”

The researcher, Raphael, recounted his own ordeal, his hoarse voice striking in the eerie darkness of the night.

“...... That terrifying sound, it was like the key to liberation from darkness and madness, and everyone on the construction site, including me, began to lose control. And this is not the most terrifying part, after the loss of control, the people gradually changed, they all turned into half-human, half-fish monsters, and frantically attacked ordinary humans. I was lucky not to be killed, because I was in a state of distortion that was sometimes insane and sometimes sanity, so I was probably mistaken for one of their kind.

This passage was also recorded when I was awake, and it will not be long before I will get to know my crazy self with my own hands and bring peace to my soul. Before I do that, I have to tell you in front of the tape recorder that the monsters are not gone, they are always there! If you are safe to explore here, then be careful, they lurk in the dark and could take your life at any moment!

And the key. It and the plaster statue were placed in the most conspicuous position in the hall, and I did it deliberately. I hope someone will find the anomaly in the sculpture and break it with their own hands...... Now that you've found the tape recorder, you've got the key.

It's not really the key to the room, but the key to the storage vault, where the government sends supplies. It's only a small part of it, but it's still enough for ten people to live for more than three years, and I hope it helps. Also, if you can get out, I hope you can help me find my daughter, Kassandda, who may still be alive.

My home address is, 117 Building 4, Green Olive District, Oak Street...... They're coming! It seems that our unilateral communication can only end there. ”

The recording comes to an abrupt halt, followed by a faint murmur accompanied by heavy, messy footsteps.

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