Nightmare Attack

The moment before the door closed, Fatty subconsciously wanted to call the doctor, but a sudden chill interrupted everything.

The hand that the fat man had just raised paused in mid-air.

Intentionally or unintentionally, bits and pieces of the mission emerged from my memories.

He still remembered that when he and the doctor were walking on the beach, the doctor bent down and stared at the circles of white waves. After a moment, he said: "This sea seems to be empty."

It was precisely because this sentence shocked me so much that I ignored the doctor's next sentence.

Staring at the waves that surged up and receded, the doctor said slowly: "There is also a problem with the tides here."

It turns out it wasn't the tides that were the problem, it was the island.

The heartbeat that sounded like bursting under the deep water finally found its source.

Fear, madness, confusion and hesitation, too many emotions flashed through Fatty's eyes in just a few seconds.

Compared with doctors, he is a more emotional person, but when it comes to managing and suppressing emotions, he is much worse than doctors.

He began to feel tightness in his chest, as if someone was pressing him to the ground and pressing bluestones one after another on his chest.

His chest was squeezed, and so were his lungs. He squatted on the ground, holding his head and gasping for air.

Is this still the world he knows?

Did weirdness invade this world, or did he inadvertently, taking advantage of the corner of the curtain that had not been closed, peek into the reality behind this world?

Maybe the world behind the door is real too.

And it's not as the doctor predicted. Everything in their world inside the door is just a repetition of past history.

No matter what they do, they can't change the course of history

But he can be sure that the door has begun to change them, at least it has changed him!

Because the fat man held his hair with one hand and raised the other hand tremblingly in front of him.

He stared at this hand, and a strange feeling that he had never felt before slowly emerged in his heart.

The next second, it spread to the whole body.

Lying flat on the mattress, with the quilt covering his chin, Jiang Cheng breathed steadily, as if nothing had happened.

His hands were placed flat on his chest, the quilt was rising slightly, and his eyes were staring at the ceiling, as if there was a person hanging upside down on it.

If so, that person must have a face exactly like Chenran's.

"Brother Hao, don't think too much. I just have a premonition, and I always have countless premonitions."

"Just like this building, it feels alive to me. It's like being in the belly of a monster. It's so heavy that I can't breathe."

"The knife is in your hand, and there is a feast like mine for you to enjoy. Don't you really want to try it?"

“Opportunities don’t always come, trust me, take advantage of them while they’re still in your hands.

Every word that man said passed through Jiang Cheng's ears one after another.

And his micro-expressions when he said this.

The grinning mouth reveals the white teeth.

He is arrogant and extremely confident.

Especially the way he looked at her.

Jiang Cheng always felt like he had seen it before somewhere.

Maybe it wasn't him, just someone else who looked very much like him.

But who exactly?

And why, staring at myself with that look.

There were constant pains coming from the depths of his mind, and darkness gradually blinded his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Jiangzhou.

late at night.

A secluded private house on the bank of Fuhan River in the south of the city.

Near the tall closed iron door, a middle-aged man sitting in the duty room was scrolling through his cell phone boredly.

Lying beside him was an old dog.

The old dog has a good understanding of human nature and knows whether the owner who lives in this house likes to be quiet or noisy.

So I stayed silent at night.

Unless encountering some special circumstances.

Just like now.

It stood up immediately from its dozing state, its ears stood up, and the hair all over its body was trembling.

But the next second, someone hit the dog on the head with a rolled-up magazine.

"That's almost it." The middle-aged man who was a night security guard at a private residence didn't even look at the old dog. He was scrolling through his cell phone with one hand and said in a scolding and threatening tone: "Last time, I believed your evil and acted rashly. I went there in vain and was scolded by the housekeeper. Are you still trying to lie to me this time? "

"Be careful, I'll eat all your dog food!" the middle-aged man grunted.

He is still very satisfied with this job. The owner has few household chores and a lot of money. Who wouldn't like to work for such a person?

If this dog ruined his beautiful job, he would really be a loser.

"Woof! Woof!" The old dog rushed over, stood up with its forelimbs, put it on the door, and kept pulling.

This frightened the middle-aged man, and he ran over quickly, trying to control it or at least shut it up.

But the old dog seemed to be going crazy, baring its teeth and drooling.

It was the same last time.

However, last time he was inexperienced and thought there was a thief in the house, so he let the dog out and followed the dog with his baton.

But when I followed him to the place, I saw the old dog lying on the steps in front of the owner's house, barking inside.

Finally, the housekeeper was summoned, and he was scolded at the dog and him.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the middle-aged man also felt a strange smell.

No, not the taste.

It's a subconscious judgment.

He felt that the building in front of him was a little different from before.

But he looked for a long time and couldn't find it.

The butler said, if something like this happens again, he will pack up and get out.

Finally, the owner wearing light-colored sportswear appeared.

She was a very delicate-looking woman, not tall and not very old. It would be fair to say she was a girl in her mid-teens.

I heard that the woman's parents passed away very early, but fortunately they left behind a very substantial family fortune.

I heard from a more senior colleague that the woman also has a younger brother, but he is said to have a brain problem, so he rarely brings him out.

On weekdays, the two siblings lived in seclusion, so over time, some harsh rumors even spread.

The woman's expression was as cold as ever, and she didn't say much. She just told the housekeeper to handle the matter as soon as possible and not to delay her brother's rest.

But it wasn't until the man left and returned to the duty room that he suddenly realized that it was 1 o'clock in the morning.

But the woman was wearing sportswear.

Is she playing any sport?

alone?

it's wired

Maybe this is the lifestyle of rich people. He turned around and closed the door. He was about to teach the troublesome old dog a lesson when he suddenly found that the old dog was wilted. Not only did it stop barking, but it also shrank back under the bed. .

A unique smell came from under the bed.