& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't know what happened to this woman, but her face is indeed unusual, as if there is something peeping behind me after that dark face, but because of this peep, a greater degree of variation has occurred. ∷ 四 ∷ 五 ∷ 中 ∷ Text The thick blood overflowing from the dark face is the symbol of "Jiang", I think, no matter what is hidden in the dark, when it comes into contact with "Jiang", It must no longer be normal.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp In the darkness, I seemed to see Zhenjiang. At the next moment, a woman's hand extended from that dark face and grabbed my shoulder.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp, even if it can achieve a "relatively fast" swept super energy, can not escape this obvious action process.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I had no resistance, was caught, and from my perspective, I was pulled into the darkness of that face by this hand. Under normal circumstances, this is of course impossible, because the thing behind the darkness is not mentioned, the face is just the size of a face.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I have experienced a lot of weird things in the past. Even so, what is happening now is very new to me.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I didn't struggle much, presumably because I felt the "Jiang" breath, accompanied by the familiar feeling of fear. I still have the power to think, at this time in the eyes of others, what kind of scene is my encounter? Is it really what I consciously, being pulled into the dark face by one hand? Or maybe, I am being watched by others, just stunned by that woman?

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Anyway, everything I feel, for me, is immersive and extremely real.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I fell in the dark.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't know how long after that, I heard someone's voice. Many people are talking, as if bubbles have formed and burst, making a gurgling noise. These sounds seemed to be distinguishable, but in the end they were blurred again. I felt soaked in water, and involuntarily went up and down. I can still feel a less obvious suffocation, like the lungs are filled with something. But it doesn't mean you can't breathe. I can feel my hands and feet, but they are not real. I think I "open my eyes", but there is only darkness in front of me.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp One hand pulled me in the dark, but I couldn't see that hand.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp had a sullen feeling, which gradually became clear as I was pulled deeper and deeper, and finally became so strong that I could not help growing my mouth. Breathing hard like a fish on land.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp hissing--

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp's involuntary sensation quickly subsided with the struggling breath. In an instant, my body regained control, and a moist air swept into my nasal cavity. My vision began to return to normal, but the rhythm of breathing was still very unstable. When I noticed it. He was lying on his back, with something soft behind his head.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I heard the voice of someone faintly coming from a very distant place: "... the aggregation failed, abandon the cat box, recheck the data ..." The voice was familiar. I suddenly remembered that it should be the sound of color. However, the remoteness of the voice made me not feel that she was here. However, the aftertaste of that voice. It seems to me that I can understand many situations. I didn't continue to sort out my thoughts, leaving only a vague sense of wind, as if what had happened before explaining to myself.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp quietly surrounded me again. My skin feels damp and cold. One hand was stroking my body, across my eyebrows, nose and mouth, across my face and chest, and into my patient suit, rubbing my skin as if rubbing a precious satin.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I found. Although I didn't think I closed my eyes before, in fact. It was closed.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I opened my eyes hard.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp A face hangs down from above, and her beautiful long black hair pours down like a waterfall. Even if the facial features are partially covered by bangs, they can still be recognized at a glance, and the most conspicuous is undoubtedly the eyes. When they meet, the color of the pupil is not important at all, because the depth of the pupil is deep. , Darkness, evil and cruelty, and the things hidden in the deepest, all give people a sense of fear that is extremely strong, but also familiar and peaceful.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp It seems to be chewing my fear, chewing my soul, repeatedly licking, swallowing, ruminating, but it will not be completely digested.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp This is not human eyes. I always think so. However, this horrible feeling suddenly disappeared like an illusion.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I felt my left eye twitch violently, and the pain made me more awake. I raised my arm **** my forehead and asked, "Zhen Jiang?"

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp did not respond, but the softness and plumpness of women brought by the skin's touch is true. I smelled a scent faintly, however, this scent began to deteriorate again, and became not so deep. The unusual feeling receded like the tide. The touch of that hand also became eager and panic. Long hair like Heisi Waterfall has become less shiny. The touch behind the head, although still full and soft, is no longer familiar.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp change is too complicated, I seem to understand what.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp is no longer true.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I lifted my arm resting on my forehead and saw an ordinary woman's face. She lowered her head and bleeds at seven holes. She became extremely scary, just like the violently dead ghost in the horror movie. Her hand did penetrate into my patient's clothes, but at this moment, she had no breathing, and the touch from the palm was becoming stiff and cold. Chain judgment has not observed that she still has any life activity characteristics.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbspShe is already a dead person.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I was lying on the thigh of this female body, just like a lover lying on the knee pillow.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp If you are an ordinary person, you will be extremely frightened, but I do n’t have any emotional fluctuations, not I will not be surprised, but just that there has been too much impact before, so that my emotions are completely burned, and at this time left Only the pale ashes below.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I know that this dead woman is the woman who had no face before. At this moment, she can already see her face. If there is no tragic phenomenon of seven-hole bleeding, the facial features are quite correct, and there is no distortion. Instead, it constitutes a feeling of tranquility. All these contradictory feelings and strange performances have convinced me that "Jiang" has indeed appeared. In the way of Zhenjiang.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Of course, she has disappeared at this time.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I climbed from my steadily cold and stiff thighs, and the woman knelt down on the ground like a statue. I ignored the surrounding situation and wiped the blood on her face with the patient's suit. Look at her appearance again. It looks like European and American races, but the muscles and bones of the face have some abnormal distortions and become closer to the face of Asians-as if they have been rough-faced, but don't look carefully. It is impossible to detect that this is inappropriate.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp The pose she poses has a soft beauty unique to Asians. Even when the body is cold and hard, you can still feel the tenderness and thoughtfulness of this action when she did this in her life.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp just looked at her. You can think of her past and compare it with her present, so you can feel a creepy sense of contradiction.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp is like the "ghost upper body" commonly seen in occultism.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I tore apart her patient suit and I saw more distortion. I carefully explored that her chest, waist and crotch, which constitute the most prominent gender characteristics of women, have changed their skin and bones, as if they have been subjected to huge external forces. It is forced to change, so that when the clothing is blocked, the contour of the three surroundings is more undulating and beautiful. But because of this forced distortion, all her internal organs were severely traumatized, and it was impossible to survive.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp In the past, there have been cases where the humanoid river appeared by erosion and distortion of other women's bodies, but it is the first time that such a tragic scene is seen now. It gives people the feeling of "halfway", and the whole process is not as inevitable and smooth as in the past. I looked around. The thick blood seen before falling into the darkness left no trace at all.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp the dark face. The blood spewing out of the room could no longer find a clue from the room. If it were n’t for the anomaly of the corpse, it really made people feel that everything they encountered before was nothing but their own illusion.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I didn't think about it anymore, what happened before and what happened. I picked up the body, put her back on the bed, and looked at her. My heart was very calm. I didn't feel any guilt because of her death. I just felt a little sad and felt obliged to do something for her. I closed her eyes, her expression was so serene and calm, even if the body twisted, it could not prove that she died in pain. I found a large piece of curtain cloth, covered her, and left the room.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Father Edward is right, this woman is indeed not normal. Since the contact with me made her look like it is now, when she was in contact with Father Edward, what did Father Edward see on her face? I feel that the changes that this woman produces are all based on certain qualities of the other person looking at.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp is placed in the current scene. The appearance of such a mysterious woman is undoubtedly very abrupt. Even if you are taking a new medicine, you should not let an ordinary patient mutate to this extent.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I not only remembered everything I felt in the dark, and the distant sound I heard when I woke up, plus the ash text I encountered when I first saw this woman. I have a strong feeling that the reason why I met this woman was totally a trap that I couldn't catch. It's just that the trap itself was forcibly destroyed by the power of "Jiang", but from another perspective, this trap has already come into contact with "Jiang".

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp If the mastermind of this incident is to tie colors, it will not surprise me. Both Dorothy and the color are always targeted at "Jiang". They spend a long time to make plans and arrange traps. They have the ability to intervene in the illusion of doom based on the reality of the hospital.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp This time, it was still a little temptation. I don't think they will think that they can achieve their goals only with such a small trap.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp When I walked out of the door, when I looked back, I found that the door behind me seemed to be a bit wrong. If you take a closer look, you suddenly realize that the door number is different, and the appearance of the door and the wall are also different in many details. I suddenly opened the door again, only to see that the layout inside the room had changed a lot, and the body that was supposed to be on the bed was gone.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbspThis room is no longer the original room.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbspThis is another vacant room, but in the location, it replaces the room where the woman's body is located.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I haven't stayed so much, and I don't even think about it, what is going on. Since Father Edward and I have both experienced that room. It proves that the room used to exist, and the non-existence at this time is also the result of "mystery". Assuming that the person operating behind the scenes is tied, it is not surprising at all.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Lightning began outside the window and thunder blew. The bright white light penetrates the glass, making the corridors and rooms darker.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I continued to search for Marceau, and Father Edward said that she was here. I tried to open every room I passed along. Unlike the sick building where I am located, almost all rooms are unlocked. People with mental illness stayed in the room honestly. His behavior and speech, but with a very uncomfortable sticky and greasy feeling. The vast majority of them did not mean to communicate with me, but there were also a few people who left me with a relatively definite message: there is not only one girl here. The girl like Marceau is at the very bottom of the top floor.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't know exactly what the real Marceau looks like. What I described is exactly what she saw in the nightmare Vegas. However, one is a nightmare and the other is the reality of a relative nightmare, the difference between the two. It may also be reflected in appearance. The nightmare Marsaw I saw in Las Vegas may not necessarily be her appearance, but it may just be her mental appearance.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I came to the top floor. No strange things happened during this time. But the situation on the top floor is also somewhat abnormal. I have heard from patients who can communicate that there are a lot of girls here, but when I searched along the way, I saw girls at all. not a single one. The entire top layer, after the chain decision is launched. All that is observed is the vacancy. I walked to the deepest part of the corridor, and the chain judged that I was in contact with the one the patient said. But still did not see the half figure.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Yes, I did not find Marceau here, the whole top floor was empty except for myself.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Even so, I did not give up. I put my hand on the last door and calmed my mind a little, feeling the strange feeling that filled the entire top floor, and suddenly twisted the handle and pushed the door open.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp At the moment the door was opened, it seemed like something came out of the brain. It's not wind, but I can feel the flow. The dumped things swept everything behind me, and in the observation of the chain judgment, a terrible turbulence was formed. I just feel that everything behind me is twisting and extending.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp To describe it in one sentence, it is: the "mystery" accumulated in this room is being vented.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I heard ticking clocks and more noisy bells, and a long bell came from a wide space. These sounds are intertwined, it seems to make people crazy.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I saw everything in the room: a girl ’s body was hanging on the wall, lying on the ground, lying on the bed and table, there was not much blood, and the appearance was not messy, but at a glance, I knew that all It's a corpse. Then I heard breathing behind me. I glanced backwards, only to see a huge shadow, almost enveloped me.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I stepped into the room, closed the door, and closed all the abnormalities that had occurred outside the door. In the room, there is nothing special except for the body of a girl. I inspected the bodies one by one, and found that they all looked the same, and it should look like Marceau, exactly the same as I saw in the nightmare Las Vegas.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp What happened?

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't understand, but, I can be sure that Marceau is not dead. These Marceau's bodies seem to imply something else, not life or death in the true sense. Therefore, even when I witnessed the corpses of all Marceau, I still maintained my emotional stability. I know that now I may not be in a normal space.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp Here, from the appearance, the bodies of Marceau are only twelve or three years old, and they are all wearing patient clothes. I untied their clothes and felt their existence up close by touching them. There was indeed a strange feeling that did not belong to human corpses, and when this sensation was generated, these Maso's corpses collapsed into one. The ashes.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I heard Marceau's laughter, as if all this was just a prank for her.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Marceau." I sighed and said to the empty room.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "I'm not here." Marceau's voice came.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I looked around and saw only the window blocked by heavy curtains. The sound should come from outside the window.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I quickly walked up, pulled the curtains hard, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning, accompanied by a thunderous thunder. Pierced the entire room. The shadows that appear in the bright white have all become the outline of the girl, and there is a feeling of being surrounded by them. The more unusual situation is that there is a huge face outside the window, just like a giant in the model room peeking over his head. And I am that little man.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp is weird and scary. My heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp That was Marceau's face.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "What the **** is going on?" I asked.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Don't care about me." Marceau's big face closed her lips and thunder rolled, as if it was her breath.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't want to use any aggressive mystery against her, but she doesn't seem to plan to speak to me well. I obviously felt the change between her and the nightmare Las Vegas, even in the nightmare Las Vegas. Marceau was already extremely abnormal, wayward and evil, but compared with the current feeling, she seemed to have converged a lot. Marceau in this world of repeaters, and Marceau I have encountered. There is a big difference, and this huge difference has not been encountered in Sakuya and Bajing.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I don't understand what is going on, but it should not be a good change.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "What do you want to do?" I asked. The huge face stared at me fiercely outside the window, his eyes strange.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Don't care about me." She said the same.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "You know, I never want to hurt you." I said sincerely, "I want to protect you."

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "You shouldn't be here, Achuan." She said, "Quick leave here. They want to hurt you."

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Maybe." I heard her and calmed down. Someone tried to misbehave me. This kind of thing is not worth paying attention at all, because, from the past to the present, the malice I have encountered is not a little bit. Conversely, take my approach. It is not normal to be targeted by others.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "You know, I'm not afraid of them." I said. "And, there is no way to leave now. I also have reasons to stay. I am not worried about myself. But, I am worried about you, Marceau. What did they do to you?"

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Nothing, but I know what they want to do. Giggling." Marceau laughed, evil and sharp, with the little girl's innocence, but could feel a strange maturity. It was a frightening association that could not help but an attractive voice.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "What do they want to do?" I asked.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "They want me to have a baby with you." Marceau's answer surprised me.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp what the hell?

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "I didn't agree at first because I was very shy." Marceau continued: "But, I also want to have a baby with Achuan, so I killed all the shy ones. , Clearly wanted to have a baby with Achuan, but pretended to be a pure face. A group of bitches! "Her voice became more angry with the back, and the emotional changes were extremely abnormal, which made people feel more Her mental problems.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I listened patiently, thinking, and analyzing the current situation. I finally understood something and what the current situation is. Marceau seemed to kill some of her normal notions of being a person by some means, so that she behaved crazier than before, and she did not seem to be forced, but a vicious distortion of her own spirit. Perhaps it was the result of taking the new medicine.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "You said they would hurt me and want you to have a baby with me?" I confirmed again, "Do you know what they want to do? I'm very strong ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Marceau, they are not mine opponent."

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp "Because they know that you will come to save me. If you want to save me, you must have a baby with me. If you have a baby with me, you will die, everything you have will become part of the child "Masuo's voice became evil," I really want to have a baby with Achuan, but I don't want Achuan to die, and I hate the children who let Achuan die. Even if I let Achuan leave me alone, Achuan won't listen. It ’s okay, I just thought about how to solve it. As long as I eat the baby and leave Achuan left. Hee hee hee hee hee ... "she said, her huge face lifted up, I had a hunch She wanted to leave, but she didn't expect it to be so simple.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I haven't had time to stop it, the room has returned to normal-there are no corpses and no Marceau.

& nbsp & nbsp & nbsp & nbsp I know that Marceau is here, but she deliberately avoided me with a crazy idea. (To be continued)

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