November 18th.

Morning.

Cruise had a nightmare.

In the nightmare, Zhou Yang shackled him in the name of making a movie, and then dragged him to the dark and foul-smelling bathroom.

He screamed, he cried out for help everywhere, even begged for ......

But it didn't work, Zhou Yang had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth from beginning to end, holding a scalpel, dissecting a Trenster who was also struggling on the operating table next to him.

Zhou Yang dissected Trentster's internal organs, took out the beating heart, put it in his mouth and chewed it, bright red juice flowing from the corners of the mouth of this oriental director.

"Not delicate enough......"

He chewed, nodded in comment, then looked at him with a faint gaze, and approached him step by step.

In the dream, he struggled with all his might, but the shackles restrained him from beginning to end, and the smell of blood emanating from his surroundings seemed to grow stronger and stronger......

He saw the Oriental director crouching down, and then narrowed his eyes at him, narrowing into a line.

"Is it better to eat the liver first, or the heart first, this is a question......" He heard Zhou Yang mutter, but his eyes were admiring his appearance of struggling in fear, and by the way, he also mentioned: "Fear is the best condiment for the human body, don't worry, I won't eat you all at once, I will slowly scrape off your skin, and then ...... Hey. ”

Zhou Yang's strange laugh sounded in the bathroom, lingering in his ears over and over again like a demon.

Cruise woke up in an instant.

After waking up, Cruise was covered in a cold sweat, he looked around, and found that he was still lying in the crew dormitory, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the crazy beating heart finally calmed down a little......

Recalling the scenes of the dream, he found that every detail was creepy.

He touched his heart and finally lowered his head.

"The role of the cannibal doctor was originally intended to be this oriental director, and I heard that Christian discovered some potential in this director......"

He recalled in his mind that tonight, some people around him were secretly talking about it.

He knew that this sentence was the source of his nightmare.

Cruise, who was sitting on the bed, knew that he was having a nightmare just now, but he felt cold all over, and when he lay on the bed again, he found that he couldn't sleep.

Every time he closed his eyes, he remembered the nightmare of the Oriental man holding a scalpel and chewing his heart one bite at a time.

"Knock knock!"

The sudden knock on the door instantly made him jump out of bed, and he stared at the door deadly: "Who! ”

"Cruise, it's me!"

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Trent's voice, and then got out of bed and walked to the door to open it.

Trenster's face was pale and seemed very ugly, and he walked into Cruise's room, closed the door as soon as he could, and locked it as soon as possible.

"What's wrong, Trenster?"

"I've been hearing the sound of someone sharpening a knife next to me, it's the kind of oozing sound from the knife being sharpened on a stone, but when I walked out, I couldn't see anyone, I suspected that I was hallucinating, or had seen a ghost......" Trenster's eyes were red when he said this, and his eyes couldn't hide the fear in his eyes: "This crew is really weird, everyone seems to be weird, they seem to be trying their best to hide something, just make a small-budget movie, how can it be so mysterious?" ”

"This ...... Will it deliberately exaggerate the atmosphere and let us enter the play earlier? ”

"At least let's read the script first!"

"Yes!" Cruise nodded.

The abnormalities in the crew began to feel more and more unsettling.

The two stayed in the same dormitory until the next morning......

In the morning, when the two walked out of the dormitory, they suddenly found that their food was better than that of other staff, and there was a taste of discrimination.

At the same time, there is an additional dessert after the meal.

After eating dessert with unease, they looked around the crew again and found that there were fewer and fewer staff members in the crew, and a few doctors appeared.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the doctors kept whispering after seeing the two of them.

When the two ran over to ask, the two doctors shook their heads again, as if they were trying to hide something.

At the end of lunch......

Cruise suddenly received a call from Zhou Yang, and then came to Zhou Yang's office alone.

The afternoon sun shines through the windows to the tiny office.

The Oriental director didn't talk to him for the first time when he saw him, but looked at him with an extremely strange gaze, and it wasn't until he looked at his hair that the Oriental director withdrew his gaze and began to smile in broken English: "Mr. Cruise, how much do you love movies?" Do you see cinema as a way to make money, or do you see it as an art? ”

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I ...... I love filmmaking and I want to be a Hollywood superstar! Although Cruise felt that it was strange for Zhou Yang to ask this question, he still answered seriously.

"How much would you sacrifice to make a movie?" The mysterious Oriental director asked again.

When he heard this, Cruise suddenly felt a chill down his spine and his heart beat faster again.

He didn't know exactly what this director meant by asking this question, so he didn't answer.

"Don't get me wrong, Saw is technically the first film I directed myself, and I take this film very seriously, and I want to present some scenes in a very serious and realistic way, and capture the real emotions ......of some of the actors," Zhou Yang looked at Cruise and explained very patiently.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I want to read the script......"

"The most important thing about a movie for me is not the script ......"

"What's that?"

"Feeling, I need a feeling." Zhou Yang thought for a moment, and then replied.

"I don't understand."

"It's okay, Mr. Cruise, if you don't hurt you personally, would you allow the crew to suddenly do something inexplicable and beyond your expectations?"

"On the condition of not harming me personally?"

"Yes!"

"Won't be hurt physically?"

"There's no guarantee that no matter what movie you're making, there's no guarantee that you'll be harmed, but at least you'll be physically sound after the film, and you'll not break your hands and legs...... Of course, there is no guarantee of a little skin. Zhou Yang looked at Cruise with a smile.

"If that's the case, I can take that." Although he felt that the smile seeping from the corner of Zhou Yang's mouth was becoming more and more frightened, Cruise still nodded: "But, can you guarantee that I won't be seriously hurt?" ”

"We can sign an agreement, and this is the agreement I have prepared for you."

"Oh, okay." When he saw Zhou Yang take out an agreement and push it in front of Cruise, Cruise read it carefully, and when he confirmed that there was no problem, he signed the agreement, and after signing the agreement, Cruise looked at Zhou Yang: "Mr. Zhou Yang, when will the movie start shooting?" ”

"Probably tomorrow, shoot tomorrow morning."

"Oh, okay, do I need anything?"

"There's nothing to prepare, well, there could be a lot going on tomorrow morning, so I hope you sleep well tonight......"

"What about the script?"

"I'll give you the script tomorrow, now all you have to do is have a good rest, there are too many things tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Although he felt that this oriental director was doing things mysteriously, Cruise finally nodded.

Then he seriously asked the crew of "Chainsaw" with that kind of apprehension, and when he confirmed that "Chainsaw" was indeed a movie, it was impossible to do anything in the name of making a movie, and he was relieved.

Every director has a different style of filming, once in the 70s, a director named Hillcock made a horror film called "Ghost Press", in order to pursue the authenticity of the movie, he also ran to the actor's dormitory in the middle of the night to scare the sleeping actors.

This oriental director deliberately renders some strange atmosphere, which makes people feel more immersed, think about it carefully, this is quite normal.

As he walked out of the office, Terrence walked over and the two exchanged greetings before passing by.

For the next half a day, everything was very normal with the crew, except for a slightly more hearty dinner, there seemed to be no difference.

But......

After dinner, the two suddenly felt very tired, and Cruise, who usually likes to watch a little movie, suddenly found that he was out of interest, and when he climbed into bed, he closed his eyes without taking off his clothes, and soon fell asleep deeply.

Cruise felt like he had a long dream, in which he seemed to be moved, and seemed to hear unspeakable chattering in his ears.

He wanted to wake up, but for some reason, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't wake up, but slept more soundly.

I don't know how long it took......

He suddenly felt a foul smell in his nose.

Then he opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly found that it was pitch black all around, and I felt as if I was in a strange world.

He shook his head.

Then he looked blankly at the dark world......

For a moment, he couldn't tell if he was dreaming or in reality.

However, the cold ground told him that he was not dreaming.

"Anyone?"

"Hello, anyone?"

He subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave, but just as he took a step forward, he suddenly found that his feet had an indescribable heaviness, and then subconsciously struggled, feeling that his steps were a little painful.

In the darkness, he bent down and touched his ankle......

Wait a minute!

This is......

Anklet?

When he confirmed something, his pupils shrank and his eyes widened!

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