I gulped in the air, the darkness weighing heavily on my chest. I didn't dare to talk, but my feet didn't listen, they went limp, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get up.

"Hehe..."

I heard the devil's laughter. That kind of ridicule, that kind of disdain, even though I didn't see anyone, I felt a huge sense of oppression, like a pair of eyes in the dark night looking down on my soul from above.

"You don't remember me?"

The devil said, as if a ghost wind was blowing through the countless nerves in my body, and I felt my head tingle again.

Here we go again. The scene of the crash, the car, the wall, and the dead man. The man with the broken head, he was still lying, but this time, I saw his face in real life.

On the pale cheeks, a pair of cloudy and godless eyes were half-open, and they had lost their brilliance. The bright red liquid spilled from the corners of his eyes, nose, and mouth, slowly converging downward until it became a puddle of awakening color. I felt suffocated by the fishy smell, as if I could feel the helplessness of dying.

It was a very familiar face. Is that...

My face.

"No!" I yelled in disbelief, "Impossible! How could it be me? ”

I'm already dead?

No, no, no, impossible. I remember very well that day I was drunk and drove to 18 on the Ring Road. The feeling of being in a blast and unsurpassed is really great and forgetful.

Suddenly, my chest felt suffocated without warning, and my hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. Then, my car went straight to the fence.

I smashed the wall apart, and countless pieces shot out like fireworks, and I only felt a huge steel hammer smash into my body, and my internal organs seemed to explode, and then I lost consciousness completely.

But I definitely didn't fly out of the window.

"Who are you? Who are you? I screamed weakly at the devil, tears streaming down my eyes.

The door suddenly opened, and the creaking sound sounded like a silent invitation.

I stood up with all my might, slowly lifted my leaden legs, and tried to step through the door. I feel like if I go in, I can get the answer.

Just as I was about to enter, I suddenly felt the whole space start to vibrate.

"Get back!"

A familiar voice resounded throughout the space.

Patches of black flying flowers began to peel off the walls, and the black door slammed shut. The floor began to crack like a lake, and the entire space seemed to be about to shatter into the void.

I had to run back to my room. A corridor that was not long was now so far away, the ground behind me had collapsed layer by layer, and death was chasing me like a shadow.

Gradually, the surroundings turned from black to gray, and from gray to white. But it felt strange, not like a change of light, but like two worlds.

Finally, I reached the handle of my door. I rushed into the room with the last of my strength, slammed the door shut with my left hand.

At that moment, I heard the alarm.

Syllable!

As soon as my face was hot and painful, I immediately covered the left side of my face, and then I saw the blonde prison guard suddenly appearing in front of me.

"How are you?" I asked, surprised, forgetting for a moment how hot the slap was on me.

For the first time, I saw the anger on the blonde guard's face. He seemed to be suppressing himself, and after a long while, he said coldly, "You went over there?" ”

It took me a moment to realize that he was referring to the black room, and I nodded.

"What did he tell you?" The blonde guard asked again.

I made up my mind and replied, "He asked me if I remembered him." I think I know him. ”

The blonde guard ripped off the black glove from his right hand and pressed his temple.

"It's a mess here, cutie," he said, "and he's coming back." ”

"Who the hell is he? The devil in your mouth is him, right? "I asked the question like a barrage.

"You can't let him come back." The blonde guard stared straight at me, "If he comes back, we'll all die." And—" he paused, "the world will be completely destroyed, and everything you care about will cease to exist. ”

I was stunned.

It's a lot like alarmism, but for some reason, I feel like what he's saying is true. Although I seem to be familiar with the devil, he is definitely an extremely dangerous figure.

"Alright, come with me to the warden." The blonde guards dragged me out the door, and I noticed five or six riot guards standing guard outside the door, heavily armed.

"What's going on in the prison?" I asked.

"There's a dangerous felon," replied the blonde guard, "and he's on a merry killing spree, and you'd better pray not to run into him." ”

"Where's the prisoner next door to me? Did you send someone to save him? I asked anxiously.

The blonde guard looked at me, "It's better to worry about yourself at this time." ”

…

When I saw the warden again this time, I felt as if he had aged ten years overnight.

He sat behind his desk, his hands on his chin in a daze. The whole person's expression was a little depressed, and he trembled when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Sit down." He said to me a little tiredly, and I sat down across from him.

"Now that something is wrong with the prison, you should be able to see it," the warden said slowly, looking me in the eye, "so I feel compelled to talk to you." ”

I nodded in understanding, and then asked directly, "What the hell is going on?" Is it a problem over there in the felony cell section? ”

The warden nodded: "Yes, but that issue is still under control, and it won't pose much of a threat for the time being." Now the most serious problem lies with you. ”

"Me again?" I was inexplicable, "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"You're in that room," the warden glanced at the blonde guard, "yes?" ”

I nodded.

"You can't get close to him." The warden looked solemn, "You have to find a way to stay away from him." ”

"He's the devil in your mouth?" I asked.

"Yes," the warden nodded, "he's always wanted to take over this place, to devour the world. ”

"That's. Then ask for help! I looked at the blonde prison guard beside me, "Wouldn't it be okay to go outside and find some priests, or exorcists or something like that, to come in and deal with the devil?" ”

"Hehe," the warden smiled, his eyes filled with a black mist that made it difficult for me to see, "the outside world? Don't you see, this place has long been isolated from the rest of the world. ”

My heart tightened, and I felt the sorrow suffocate through my chest.

"The prisoners here don't want their families to visit them." The warden sighed, "They don't want to go out into the world, and they don't want to get help. ”

"They don't want to be their business, this doesn't mean that you can't contact the outside, since the situation is so urgent now, let the outside send some prison guards over!"

"No, there are no more extra prison guards." The warden smiled bitterly, "Prison Districts 1234 have fallen, and this is the last line of defense. ”

"There will be no more support."

These words came out of his mouth, so heavy that I was speechless.

"So what the hell to do now, wait for death?" I said in despair.

"You are the last hope." The warden suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, "Promise me not to give up on any of the prisoners here. ”

"What do you mean, what do they have to do with me?" I wondered, "It's your job to manage the prisoners, right?" ”

"Little cutie," the blonde prison guard next to him, who had been speechless, suddenly spoke, "Our duty is to protect this place, but only you can defeat the devil." ”

As soon as he said this, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the door slammed open. A bloodied prison guard shouted breathlessly, "He's coming!" Just downstairs, we couldn't hold on. ”

"You quickly take him out of Exit C," the warden said to the blonde guard, "don't let that bald head get near him!" ”

The blonde guard gave the warden a deep look, lifted me up, and walked out the door.

"Where?" I staggered to keep up with the blonde guard, "What about the warden?" ”

A hint of compassion suddenly appeared on the blonde guard's face, but it was only covered with fortitude for a moment, "I'm only responsible for protecting you." ”

I looked back at the warden's office farther and farther away, and I seemed to hear screams and screams.

"Hurry up," the blonde guard pushed me, "he's about to catch up." ”