I forced myself to flee the siege of fear and run to the next passage. As I ran and tried to push this fear out of my body, new fears were already pouring in - suddenly, all the lights went out, and I was completely consumed by complete darkness.

I still ran, but the infinite darkness had forced me to slow down. Now I can only grope my way blindly, stumbling deeper and deeper into the desert. I reached out and rubbed my surroundings, but all I could reach was an ethereal space. I had to stop because the darkness was wrapping around me tighter and tighter, and I was almost walking on thin ice.

In this dark space, it would be nice to have a flashlight, but who would carry this thing in broad daylight?! At the critical moment when I was at a loss, I suddenly remembered the phone in my trouser pocket. I was about to pull it out of the gap, when suddenly a sound of footsteps sounded from far and near, heavy and powerful, very powerful deterrent.

I was about to call out loud when my instincts rushed out of my brain like lightning, this couldn't be the heinous murderer?! I shuddered, and my whole body tensed. I could clearly feel a cold drop of sweat running down my arm, and the danger was imminent.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and I stood there with bated breath. In my imagination, this person is like a black mountain, about to be overwhelmed. The sound of his footsteps hitting the ground made me realize that he must be a tall, powerful man. If only I could make a detour, but it was too late to think about anything, his footsteps were already closing heavily on the space I was, and his body odor—the strange smell of perfume mixed with the strong smell of foxes, had permeated me unabashedly. It smelled so bad that I almost vomited, but fear held back the terrible act.

I had already noticed that this man was near me, and that he was not walking very fast, and I suddenly realized that he was also groping his way with difficulty. I begged him to get out of the passage as soon as possible, but unfortunately he stopped abruptly. Suddenly, the only source of sound was gone, and there was silence all around, and I could only hear my own gasps.

I held my breath because I felt like even the sound of the breath was revealing my presence. I stood straight in place like a stake, trying my best to reduce the footprint. It seems that only by doing this can we avoid this catastrophe.

Time flies, but I feel like I'm living like a year!

In the blink of an eye, I suddenly felt a hand fluttering across the edge of my arm, as if touching the slightest part of the skin, and the aftertaste was not entirely certain, which was really dispensable. I might not have noticed it if I had left it on the ordinary, but in this dangerous moment, even if the matter is as small as an ant, the neurosenses will unconsciously magnify it thousands of times. To be on the safe side, I tiptoed a small step. Now that I have a general idea of where my opponent is, I want to do the opposite, but I'm not sure if it's feasible to blindly rush into the chaotic space. Perhaps static braking is the best option......

The opponent standing across from me was staring at the darkness, and his hesitation was probably no better than mine. He is a tall, tiger-backed man, 1.98 meters tall, he could have gone to basketball, but he has a great penchant for killing. But there was no need to kill people today, and the master to whom he was loyal only asked him to bring back the Susan sisters and brothers. Now he is much more mature and sophisticated, and the quick and simple killing can no longer satisfy the hunger and thirst he has suppressed in his heart, and his interest has taken a qualitative leap, and playing with his opponent is the most enthusiastic game he is currently most passionate about.

Today, he was given the simple task of bringing the Susan siblings back alive, no matter what method he used. But unfortunately, when I entered Susan's residence, the first thing I encountered was Susan's work assistant. In order not to startle the snake, he had to deal with this woman quickly. But then the second problem was that he was the only one who found Susan. Now this woman doesn't have to worry anymore, because he's used special effects* to completely mesmerize her. He had to find her brother as soon as possible to be able to make the errand, but after walking through several rooms and searching the corners of the house, he could not find the mentally ill brother. While he was deciding whether to leave, the lights in the room suddenly went out, much to his annoyance!

Years of professional experience taught him that he must follow nature, and a glimmer of light in the darkness is very likely to lead to destruction, so he remembered the teachings of his ancestors and ancestors, and continued to march in the dark. He quickly made up his mind that if he couldn't find the mentally ill brother at the end of the residence, he would go home, and he had completed his main mission anyway.

The darkness blindfolded his eyes like a veil, but it knocked on his other two windows—his nose and ears—and especially his towering hooked nose, which was naturally sensitive to the smell of young women's ketones. No, as soon as he took two steps, he smelled a smell of human flesh in a trance, tender and sweet, as if there was nothing, which made him have a good aftertaste. The smell was so intoxicating that his spirits were so uplifted that he immediately left everything behind in his excitement. Now he was full of sexual interest, and his mind was full of imagination about how to ravage the young flesh attached to this fragrance, and the thing in his lower body had involuntarily swelled.

The inspiration of frivolity and cunning filled his whole brain, and he didn't have to think about it at all, so he left this passage in a hurry, because his mind had already designed the next step.

As soon as the man left the passage, I let out a sigh of relief. I thought the vigilance had been lifted, but the real danger was imminent, but I had no idea.

He ducked by the passageway, listening intently to what I was doing. I tiptoed forward, but the sound of shredded footsteps and the rustling of clothes still reached his ears impartially, which not only made it clear to the man that he was not wrong, but also showed him the direction in which I was heading.

He followed my tracks, tiptoeing behind me, and I didn't even notice the growing smell of his fox wafting through the passage, for the suffocating smell of his body had been all over the passage, and it showed no sign of abating. Little by little, the distance between me and him was getting closer, but I didn't know it.

He no longer had to hide his footsteps, because he was less than a meter behind me. The sudden ghostly footsteps in the silence resounded in my ears like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and I unconsciously turned my head when I heard this sound, and a slap wrapped in a strong wind hit my cheek, and in an instant I sensed the threat of this evil wind, I tilted my head and tried to avoid the blow, but I could not dodge the first day, but I couldn't dodge the fifteenth, although the slap deviated from my face, but it fanned straight at my forehead, and immediately I fell to the concrete floor, dizzy, and my eyes were full of gold stars.

In my ear, I remembered his smug snickering and the rattling of his fingers. I stumbled to my feet, endured the pain, and ran out with all my might. Fear was like a blender, churning my brain into a vortex of panic and confusion. I ran as fast as I could, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and a strong sense of fear seized me, prompting me to rush blindly into the dark chaos.

But this killer with five big and three rough was neither in a hurry nor slowly, because it was this slap that had already made him realize what a weak girl he was standing opposite him. Although he couldn't see his beautiful face, he could smell an unusually warm and sweet breath, and at this moment, the wolf-like psychological shadow instantly filled his vicious cells with every hole.

"It's so unpleasant to catch her directly, and if you play with her like a naughty kitten playing tricks on a dying mouse, that's the best way to go!" When he thought of this, his nerves couldn't hold it.

There was a wall in front of me, but in the vast darkness my eyes were no different from those of a blind man, and the result was that I hit my head at a speed of 100 meters, and suddenly my arms and shoulders were piercing with pain, and a large mouthful of salty heat gushed out of my chest. I tried my best to keep my balance in check, but in the end, I inevitably ended up with an upside down.

I held back the tears that were about to burst out and looked up into the distance, and I felt that he was watching me like a hungry wolf in the dark.