The dry air was mixed with floating dust, and the faint air currents carried a slight smell of blood, brushing the corners of clothes, skimming sideburns, blowing, and dissipating into the darkness ahead with body temperature. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I lowered my body and crawled forward on my knees on the hard pipe.

The palms of my hands rubbed against the dusty ground, and occasionally my shoulders brushed the pipes beside me, and I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and my vision was obscured by strips of cloth, and my hearing seemed to become more sensitive compensatorily, and the sound of breathing was staggered, accompanied by the sound of clothes rubbing, and the four of us walked forward in the staggered branches, occasionally feeling the rope of my wrist being pulled, which was Andrew's instruction, and I would stop moving forward and wait for James at the front to find the direction of the next corner.

Occasionally crawling through some rooms with ventilation ducts, I can vaguely hear the roar of zombies coming from the room, hear the sound of their throats rolling, and even, accompanied by a slight tearing sound, like muscles and skin being torn apart, and warm internal organs being pulled out in an instant.

Visually, the world suddenly went dark.

My thoughts were silently fermenting in this darkness.

From the initial kidnapping, it stretched to the church library and finally stopped at the Aksh Metallurgical Plant.

Who is the true identity of the Inquisitor?

Why does he have the power to shuttle us between different worlds......

I was silent, biting my lower lip.

None of this was like the environment, I could feel Andrew's steady breathing behind me, I could clearly hear the sound of my knees rubbing against the ventilation ducts, and even the faint pain in my dislocated shoulder.

……

[I will watch you pay for your sins]

[Let the blood warm the cold of the abyss]

【Return of the Dead】

……

own sins......

I was silent, my thoughts were jumbled, and my brain ached in the depths of my brain.

What is my sin......

What kind of past is recorded in the forgotten memory......

I felt the rope on my wrist be tugged, and I suddenly came back to my senses and stopped crawling.

"Here we are." James's voice rang out not far ahead, expanding in the narrow ventilation pipe.

"Click." I heard James remove the lid from the vent pipe, and after a crack of clothes, I heard someone jump to the ground.

I heard Colin in front of me move slightly, as if peering under the vent pipe.

"How?" Colin asked cautiously.

"Come down."

James's voice came from below.

I stopped where I was, heard Colin move, and jumped down the air duct that James had opened.

…… It's up to me next.

I stopped breathing and moved cautiously. My view was obscured, and I couldn't see where the exit was, so I could only tentatively fumble with my palm. Suddenly, I felt a piece of cold plastic. Straightening my waist, my hand groped along the plastic frame, feeling that it was a square plastic frame, which should be one of the exits of the ventilation duct.

"Vera, no problem, come down." Colin's voice came from below.

"Hmm."

I crawled a little further, my feet tentatively reaching for the vent pipe.

"Hold your body with your hands." Andrew's voice sounded from behind him, low and slightly hoarse, "Try not to exert yourself on your right shoulder, the ceiling is not very high, you can jump down." ”

Following his instructions, I carefully propped up the pipe with both hands, exposing my body to the air below, and let go of my hands, I jumped to the ground, staggering and standing against the wall.

The air outside the pipe was a little dry, and my lungs ached, so I leaned against the wall and coughed in a low voice, pulling down the strip of cloth covering my eyes, just in time to see Andrew jump neatly from the exit of the pipe.

Untying the strips of cloth and the yarn tied around my wrists, I looked up.

Under the pipe is a long corridor, there are no windows, only two closed doors on the left and right and an emergency fire extinguisher fixed on the wall, the corridor is lit on, the white light is a little dazzling on the cold floor tiles, the eyes that are used to the darkness are a little painful by this light, I lowered my head and rubbed my eyes.

"The main distribution room is behind that door......"

James's voice came from a few paces away, and I opened my eyes to see James holding a map and looking at the closed door on the left.

"Didn't the ventilation ducts go through the main distribution room?" Colin leaned over to James, confused.

James shook his head, a hint of regret in his tone.

"The general distribution room is only responsible for the allocation of keys, and there is no need to install ventilation ducts."

"What about the next route?" Andrew crouched down, and I saw him pull a dagger out of his boot and cut the yarn on his wrist.

"Another exit from the general distribution room leads to the metallurgical workshop, and behind the southeast door of the workshop is the room where the termination end is housed."

Metallurgical workshop......

I held my right wrist with my left hand and was silent.

Here is the metallurgical plant.

In other words, the metallurgical workshop will be the place with the most zombies......

"Is this the only way?" I asked in a calm voice.

"For us at the moment, there is only this way."

Hearing the heaviness in my tone, James looked up at me calmly.

I lowered my head and bit my lower lip gently.

Approached the terminating end.

The burning sensation is even more intense in the marks on the neck.

Subconsciously clutching my collar, I pulled my hair to the side of my neck to block the cold wind for some reason.

James stared at me in silence, his eyes deep beyond my sight.

"Dah. Click. ”

I turned my head to see Colin walking towards the closed door.

He walked up to the door, tentatively grasped the doorknob, and looked back at us with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Andrew walked slightly towards the door, stopped a few steps behind Colin, raised his hand, and clenched the pistol tucked in at his waist.

Colin turned his head, and I watched as he shifted his posture and leaned on his side behind the door.

The air froze for a moment.

I nervously took a few steps forward.

Colin clenched the cold doorknob, and I saw him pause for a few seconds before pressing the doorknob down and pushing it hard.

The door did not move.

Colin paused, confused.

He tried again.

Holding the doorknob, I tried harder to push the door open.

The door remained untouched.

What's going on?

I frowned in confusion.

"The door is locked." Colin Station turned the ground doorknob vigorously.

"Locked?" Andrew's low voice was tinged with a bit of danger.

"Colin, can you pick the lock?" I asked nervously.

Colin leaned down slightly to observe the metal doorknob, and he tried to push the door open a slit, but the door was held tightly.

"Locked on the other end of the door, and I don't have the tools, I'm afraid I'm ......"

He didn't continue.

He was interrupted by an eerie voice.

"Dah. Click. Click. ”

Inexplicable footsteps came from behind him.

I instinctively turned my head and saw a blurry outline reflected in the glass door behind me.

Humanoid silhouette......

Instinctively, I turned around and took a few steps back.

The silhouette hovered outside the door, the black figure cast on the frosted glass, and in the silent corridor, it seemed that a slightly noisy sound could be heard outside the door. Suddenly, several more black silhouettes overlapped the glass, swaying and wandering.

Zombie......

And more than one.

I gasped, and fear crept up inside me little by little.

James, who was standing at the back, leaned against the wall and moved towards us a little.

His black shoes carefully brushed across the slippery ground.

I looked back at Andrew, who squinted warily and made a "keep quiet" gesture at me.

My heart was beating so fast that I gritted my teeth and stiffened my gaze.

"Click."

An abrupt voice sounded from behind me, and I turned my head to look at Colin with a look of horror.

He didn't notice, and suddenly let go of the hand holding the doorknob, and the doorknob that bounced back made a sound.

"Roar—"

The roar of zombies instantly sounded outside the door!

"Bang-"

The next moment, they slammed open the door and rushed towards us across the hallway.