In the icy black water, Ron's figure slowly sank like a stone.

In the gaps in the silver-white armor, some tiny white bubbles slowly emerged and floated upwards.

Ron's pupils were already dilated, and he raised his right hand slightly, his gaze falling on the palm of his hand.

The withered arm that had been inserted in the girl's chest was now being held tightly in his hand, and wisps of red blood were gushing out from the broken part of the arm, and then frantically burrowed into his body, bringing a slight tingling pain.

However, the stinging pain did not make much difference to the icy chill that spread rapidly throughout the body.

And just as Ron felt the darkness re-envelop his consciousness, suddenly

'Hiss'

It was that strange voice again, in his ears.

'Whew'

A salty breeze whipped Ron's cheeks, waking him up from the darkness.

He slowly opened his eyes, and when his vision became clear, Ron realized that he was standing in a huge prairie without knowing anything.

The grassland is an eerie scarlet color, like an ocean, with no end in sight.

Blown by the wind, it rolls up large red sprays and brings a gentle 'rustling' sound.

Under the same crimson sky, there seemed to be a sticky smell of blood that kept pouring into his nostrils.

"Is it another hallucination?" Ron muttered unconsciously with wide-eyed eyes.

'Hiss'

The voice slowly appeared again, but this time, compared to the previous times, it seemed to be close at hand, right behind his head.

Suddenly, Ron seemed to sense something, and turned around suddenly, and then his face suddenly froze.

Directly opposite him, a strange woman with skin like snow and wearing a long black dress was standing.

The faces of the two were almost close together, and Ron could even clearly see what he was doing in the woman's dark pupils.

A vague body fragrance emanated from this woman's body.

And this strange scene made Ron instinctively want to stay away from this woman, but his body seemed to be imprisoned by some unknown force, and he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even shout.

The armor made a 'crunch' sound from the exertion, and a strong chill rose from behind him, and the terrifying and dangerous aura kept stimulating his nerves.

Although the distance between the two was already very close, in Ron's sight, the woman's pale face still kept approaching him little by little, and then slowly expanded, slowly expanded.

In the end, all that remained in his entire vision was the woman's unfamiliar face.

And those pitch-black pupils were like two huge mouths full of sharp teeth that had eaten him completely.

Just when Ron thought he was going to be devoured by the woman.

'Wow!'

A large stream of cold water suddenly poured over him, and his consciousness turned dark again.

'Bang Bang!'

Intense stinging pain in the face.

"Hey, damn human!!Wake up!What the hell is going on!? "The familiar voice seemed to reach my ears through a layer of gauze.

"We can't stay here, we need to get out as soon as possible!!" another voice sounded, this time as if it was clear.

"Damn! Damn!!Patrick!You need to give me a reasonable explanation, or I'm #¥%"

In the midst of an argument, Ron slowly opened his eyes.

In the dim light of the fire, his vision quickly became clear.

"Oh my gosh, look, he's awake!!"

First, Patrick's embarrassed figure came into view, followed by Ian's ridiculously blue wolf head.

It's just that the ridiculous wolf head has now become very hideous, and white lines spread along the wolf's ears to his entire armor, and a strong tearing aura emanates from him.

"Hurry up and get out when you're awake, I've had enough of this place!!!" Ian roared frantically.

Without speaking, Patrick directly picked up Ron's body and ran quickly.

His body shook violently on Patrick's shoulder, and Ron now felt as if his brain had been twisted by a knife, and his brain's memories were like mush, very confused.

In his vision, he returned to the dim and gorgeous hall, then to the dark endless corridor, and then to see the pale face of the strange woman again.

All sorts of chaotic images overlapped in Ron's mind, causing him to make a muffled sound unconsciously.

"Hmm"

The run stopped after a while, and Patrick placed Ron next to a large tree and poured the kettle of water on his head.

The clammy water shook Ron's body, and then the chaotic images in his vision gradually subsided and became a real scene.

"Ron, how is it now?" Patrick reached out and patted him on the cheek again.

When the guy slapped more than ten times, he suddenly reached out to block it.

"Stop, I'm feeling better. ”

Ron shook his head, and for a few moments, he felt the tingling in his brain completely disappear before he looked up.

At this point, he found himself leaning against a thick tree trunk, and in front of him was the huge black and gray manor.

Patrick next to him was slowly getting up, and Ian, who was covered with white lines, didn't say a word, and was constantly scanning the surroundings not far away, while looking down and sniffing something, as if he was alert to unknown dangers.

Except for the two men, the groom who had been following the three of them didn't know why they weren't here.

Thinking of the strange things that had happened to him, Ron rubbed his eyebrows. "What's going on? Why are we here?"

His voice was unusually dry, as if he hadn't drunk water in five or six days.

"I don't know. Patrick smiled wryly. "Originally, we had a good rest in the hall, but in the middle of the night, I don't know why you and Tom suddenly disappeared, the two of us searched the whole manor, and encountered some cat-headed bats, and finally found you unconscious in the basement, because things were too weird, we chose to evacuate the manor. ”

"Basement?" Ron was slightly stunned. "What basement?"

In his memory, he clearly remembered that he went to tune alone because of some subtle noises, and later carefully speculated that it was because he was induced by the girl in red leather shoes, and then encountered a series of strange events

But from Patrick's mouth, it was as if he had vanished out of thin air.

"It's the basement of the manor. Patrick explained with a strange look on his face. "You were lying in the middle of the basement, and you were surrounded by a dense layer of broken bones, which would have numbered in the hundreds, but we only found you there, and Tom still hasn't. ”

“”

Ron looked at Patrick fixedly, as if trying to see a lie or something like that in his expression, but unfortunately, nothing.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, and his voice was a little low.

"Okay, I see. ”

'Is it all an illusion?, but why is it so real?'

Ron frowned, involuntarily recalling the strange scenes he had seen, and even in that bedroom, the feeling he felt when he held the girl in red leather shoes was so real.

Not noticing the deep confusion in Ron's eyes, Pateret spoke again.

"By the way, do you know what happened to you before you fell unconscious? Ian suspects that this manor is inhabited by some mutants, knowing that only that disgusting creature can take people away silently"

"I don't know. Ron shook his head. "Before I went unconscious, I may have had some hallucinations, but this is very different from what you said, and it doesn't have much value. ”

"Hallucinations?" Patrick's expression grimaced. "What hallucinations? Listen to it, and you might be able to find some clues. ”

"It's about a young girl in red shoes and a withered black arm. Ron closed his eyes slightly, recalling carefully. "There seems to be a strange woman's face, oh yes, and a dark hallway, I remember walking through the hallway to the hall of the manor"

Quietly listened to Ron's rambling narration, and only after he finished did Patrick speak.

"Well, it's really not a reference value, it could really be a mutant"

"Perhaps. ”

Shrugging his shoulders and taking in his current state, Ron stood up and glanced around.

In the dark forest near the dawn, quietly, Ian was still looking for something in the distance.

"What are we going to do now, are we going to stay here until dawn?" he asked, looking back.

"That's right. Patrick nodded. "If it's really a mutant, we will definitely be attacked fiercely when we go back at this time, I plan to wait until dawn for us to go in again, after all, except for Tom, our luggage and horses are all there, and it is too difficult to reach Soros safely without these things. ”

"Oh well. Ron nodded.

He knew what Patrick was talking about mutants, a group of strange creatures who liked to live in the dark and had very strong stealth abilities, no different from ordinary beasts during the day, but very scary at night, like to inhabit abandoned buildings in the forest, and occasionally appear in human cities.

Some mutants, in addition to their powerful concealment abilities, occasionally emit a hallucinogenic and eerie smell.

In this matter, if the things he saw were hallucinations, it seemed that only mutants could do such things.

Feeling the darkest hours of the morning in the forest, Ron frowned slightly as he looked at the dark manor in the distance that looked like a terrifying creature.

"Are those things really hallucinations?"

His gaze turned to a window on the second floor to the right side of the manor, which was slightly open.

In Ron's memory, he clearly remembered that he had jumped from that window with the girl in his arms, and even the black iron fence next to him and the road leading to the manor.

"But, in my memory, that window has been smashed by me, but now the window is still intact, maybe it's really an illusion" Ron smiled with a smile of glee.

After all, no one wants to really encounter that kind of weird thing.

However, just as he turned around and wanted to investigate something with Ian, the smile of happiness on Ron's face that had not faded suddenly froze.

He stiffened, slowly lowered his head, and looked at his chest, which had been empty on his neck, but now there was a silver chain, and at the end of the chain was the black, dry arm.

'Whew'

The icy night breeze blew across his cheeks, and for a moment, fine cold sweat immediately crept up his forehead, and a large goosebump rose on the back of his neck.

"This"

Ron's eyes widened in disbelief at what was hanging around his neck.

"Not a hallucination??"

He faintly felt that in this dark forest, those cold and vicious eyes reappeared, constantly scanning his whole body.

Patrick, who was next to him, seemed to notice Ron's anomaly and hurried over.

"Ron, what's going on? Why don't you look good?"

"I" Ron said in a dry voice, and was about to tell Patrick about the dry arm around his neck, when he suddenly noticed that the arm necklace around his neck had disappeared at some point.

'The aftermath of hallucination?' Ron felt like his mind was in a mess, as if he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

"Nothing. He waved his hand at Patrick. "It's just a little uncomfortable, I guess it's good to rest for a while. ”

"Really?" Patrick patted Ron on the shoulder with a strange look. "If there is anything abnormal in your body, tell me immediately, I know some treatments, and simple symptoms are enough to deal with. ”

"Thank you. Trying to pull out a smile, Ron nodded. "I'll sit down for a while, and I'll tell you if there's really trouble. ”

"Hmm. Patrick nodded, then walked in Ian's direction, as if discussing something.

When he was completely gone, Ron, who was standing there, looked at the empty neck with a solemn face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels like the arm is still on him.

After thinking about it, Ron reached out and tried to hold it around his neck, and suddenly a cold sensation of touching something reached his fingertips.

The withered arm was held in the palm of his hand.

"Damn!!" There was a chill behind him, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared on Ron's face, and his arm was pulled violently, and the chain suddenly broke with a 'click', and then he threw it directly into the distance.

Looking at the chain that flew out, Ron wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Whether it's a hallucination or not, this should be solved, right??"

However, when he looked down, he found that the strange arm was still hanging around his neck, as if his movements just now were fake.

For a moment, Ron had a strange feeling of being glued, which made him feel bad all over.

As he hallucinated whether the withered arm on his chest was his own, the darkness of the night faded and the hazy light of the morning slowly illuminated the forest.