Nightmare Attack

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The atmosphere in the car was dull, and within about 20 minutes, the car stopped.

The car door opened, and the outside was blurry.

Fortunately, the people in Jiangcheng are also used to it. They have already experienced the strangeness of this bus. The inside and outside of the bus door are completely two worlds.

If you don't go through the car door, you can't see the other side at all.

"Doctor." The fat man stared out of the car door with a suspicious face, "Are we going to get out of the car now?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer. After more than 10 seconds, the car door still didn't close. He must have gotten into trouble with them. He seemed to be like I won't drive away until you get out of the car.

"Come on." Jiang Cheng breathed, "Follow me."

After leaving the car door, my feet touched the ground, as if the mist suddenly dispersed, and another world appeared before my eyes.

There was light shining on his face, and when he raised his head, there was a streetlight above his head.

The surrounding scenery looked familiar.

It was the street they left.

It was still dark.

"Back!" Huaiyi said in surprise. Although returning to the real world after completing a task is a nightmare routine, I don't know why, this time, it feels different.

Maybe it's been suppressed for too long

After finding the car and returning to the studio, it was already midnight. Jiang Cheng asked Huaiyi whether he should go back to find the young lady or stay with them.

Huaiyi insisted on staying and said he would leave at dawn and he was not in a hurry.

He slept deeply. Jiang Cheng dreamed of many people, but he couldn't see their faces. They were all silhouettes, walking in front of him one by one.

But just looking at their backs, he felt familiar, the kind of familiarity engraved deep in his mind. He wanted to catch up and see their faces clearly.

The back was just walking slowly, but no matter how hard he chased it, he couldn't catch up.

Finally he reached a door.

Everyone entered the door, but when he arrived, the door was already closed.

It was a black door, very tall and large. On the right side of the door, the number 13 was written in white paint.

He waited outside for a long time, waiting for those people to come out.

This is a large building with a wall surrounding it.

The lead-gray walls were so high that they seemed to reach into the sky.

Jiang Cheng had an indescribable feeling about this place.

Familiar and frightened, he wanted to knock on the door, but he raised his hand but dared not put it down. It seemed that if he knocked on this door, something terrible would happen.

There was a faint sound of singing inside.

Jiang Cheng's pupils slowly narrowed.

The song was ethereal, slipping out from the cracks in the door, from the wall, and from all possible places, and accurately penetrated into his ears, just like the oldest mass.

He couldn't hear the lyrics clearly, but he could feel the sadness in the melody.

Inside the building, a funeral was being held.

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng, who had not rested well, opened the bedroom door. Huaiyi was sitting on the sofa outside. When he saw Jiang Cheng coming out, he said, "Brother Jiang, please persuade Brother Fugui. He hasn't been feeling well since he woke up in the morning." , I asked him what was wrong, but he refused to say anything. Didn't you see that his eyes were so swollen?" Huai Yi gestured with his hands.

"Where are the others?" Jiang Cheng put down the hand that was rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"downstairs."

After going downstairs, Jiang Cheng saw a person piled on the sofa. Only his back was exposed, but he could already feel his sadness at the moment.

This fat man couldn't hide anything in his heart, and his thoughts were written all over his face.

Jiang Cheng knew clearly that he must be thinking about Wang Qi.

Before he could walk over, the fat man slowly turned his head as if he sensed something. The face really shocked Jiang Cheng, and his eyes swelled to the size of peaches.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Huai Yi. Huai Yi had it all written on his face. Look, I'm not lying to you.

After seeing Jiang Cheng, the fat man stood up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen like a zombie. "Doctor, wait a minute. Breakfast is ready. I'll get it."

Jiang Cheng walked a few steps quickly and stopped him. After a pause, Jiang Cheng said: "Fat man"

Just this sentence seemed to open the floodgates, and the fat man suddenly choked up, "Doctor, I dreamed last night that I went home, something happened at home, and many people were missing. I asked the remaining people, where are the others? ?”

"They didn't say anything, they just looked into a room."

"I walked over and pushed open the door to the room. There was a black table inside, which was very large and long. There were candlesticks around it, and there were white candles on the candlesticks."

"In the middle of the table, there is a white cloth covering it. Under the white cloth is a raised human figure."

"I pulled the white cloth away little by little, and that face was Wang Qi's face!" The fat man burst out crying, "It's Wang Qi, doctor, I remembered, he is my family member!"

"I remember, it's him!"

Although Huaiyi didn't quite understand why the fat man acted like this and even mentioned Wang Qi, he could fully feel the sadness that hit his face.

"Brother Fugui." Huaiyi comforted in a hoarse voice, "Don't be too sad, cheer up."

Huaiyi finally opened his mouth, wanting to say one more thing about death, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Thinking of his dream last night, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel fear. He was almost certain that the building he saw last night was the home that the fat man mentioned.

That light gray building marked 13 is the fat man’s home!

Moreover, it is also his home.

He is zero.

Wang Qi said that this is not his number in Crimson, but his name.

"You are different from us. I don't like you, we don't like you, except him."

"We are imprisoned there, and the reason for being imprisoned is because of you."

"It's because of your existence that all this misfortune happened."

"You are the source and the abyss."

The scene when Wang Qi said these words played in Jiang Cheng's mind like a slideshow, imprisoning him like a curse.

Black mist appeared in front of his eyes, his pupils gradually dilated, and unprecedented loneliness and despair filled the air, as if a devil was whispering in his ears.

An invisible hand reached out from his body, far deeper than Wu Zang, and grabbed his arm.

The hand was bone-cold and gradually exerted force to tear out his soul.

At this moment, his world darkened.

He felt that everything was leaving him, as if he was sinking into the depths of the ocean, or entering an endless tunnel.

Born in darkness and returned to darkness.

The abyss is your final destination.

But the next second, there was a tingling pain in his other arm, and the warm feeling rippled like water, tearing through the darkness in an instant.

"doctor!"

"Doctor, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't scare me, just say something!"

Amidst the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, Jiang Cheng suddenly woke up. The light was dazzling, and what followed the first ray of light was the fat man's face.

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