Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1693 Dean
A child was sitting on the tricycle, about 5 or 6 years old, a girl, her hair mixed with dirty blood was tied into two ponytails behind her head, the girl lowered her head, wheezing from her throat as if she was drowning the sound of.

As the girl raised her head, Tang Qisheng's pupils suddenly shrank. This... this girl has no eyes.

No, no, there used to be, but it was brutally dug out, and now there are only two horrible blood holes left!

But this is not the scariest thing, Tang Qisheng's heart was about to break the moment he saw the girl's face clearly, this girl actually had a face exactly like his own daughter's!
"Yuanyuan."

Tang Qisheng burst into tears instantly, and the girl seemed to have noticed him, and the children's bicycle began to slowly drive towards him.

But in the next second, Tang Qisheng realized that his daughter had died a long time ago, and she would never appear here.

The filter was broken, and looking at it now, the girl's face became blurred. It was not her daughter at all, but a strange and terrifying face.

There was no trace of childlike innocence in that face, it was completely filled with killing and hatred. As Tang Qisheng walked out of the illusion, the girl seemed to have lost her goal. The blood-stained bicycle wandered aimlessly in place, and finally turned around with unwillingness He left and went back to the room he came out of.

Tang Qisheng, who escaped from the dead, panted heavily. He subconsciously tightened the cloth strip covering the wound on his chest, but something surprising happened. He opened the cloth strip little by little, and the wound inside was still shocking. But no more blood flowed out.

"Wound. Is the wound alright?"

With doubts, Tang Qisheng poked lightly with his hand, and the intense pain instantly brought him back to reality, "Hiss—"

It still hurts, but the wound is no longer bleeding. Tang Qisheng finally realized the weirdness here. Since he came here, the wound on his body seemed to have stagnated, no bleeding, and no worsening. It seems that he may have been unable to hold on for a long time and fell down.

"Could it be that all the people who come here will not die no matter how badly they are injured. This is an immortal world?"

With doubts and deep vigilance, Tang Qisheng stepped lightly and approached the door a little bit, the one where the girl entered and exited.

He picked up a sign from the ground, wiped off the blood, and wrote the words activity room crookedly on it with a blue pen.

The door was wide open, and Tang Qisheng, who was standing outside the door, could easily see the scene inside. It was a large room, and there were many amusement facilities in the room, including wooden horses, bicycles, building blocks, children's castles, and inflatable slides etc.

Dozens of hundreds of children climbed up and down these amusement facilities, playing tirelessly, repeating mechanical and weird movements, and the scene was extremely weird.

Slowly, Tang Qisheng also noticed that the eyes of these children had all been gouged out, and there was no harmony between them.

He would often fight over the ownership of a certain toy, showing a ferocity not inferior to that of a beast. He saw a girl in a floral dress pin a little boy to the ground and bit off half of the boy's ear. The cause was simply a fight over a rope used for climbing.

Compared with other toys, a few glass balls are the key for these children to fight for. The children who snatched the glass balls couldn't wait to stuff the glass balls into their eye sockets, and then let out a satisfied laugh like a broken bellows.

But not long after, the child who snatched the glass beads would be knocked down and pinned to the ground, and a dozen or so hands would grab his face at the same time, pulling out the glass beads from the bloody eye sockets.

"Eyes! Give me eyes!"

Heart-piercing screams could be heard endlessly. These children had a very strong obsession with their eyes. Tang Qisheng suspected that these children in front of him were children who had been pieced together into monsters with stumps.

A glass bead flew to Tang Qisheng's feet because of the fight, and the next second, a boy in a hospital gown rushed over.

If Tang Qisheng hadn't dodged quickly, the boy would have bumped into his arms directly.

He knew very well that if the children in front of him found out, he would be torn to pieces immediately.

The boy lay on the ground, holding the glass bead tightly with his two small hands, and put it towards his eye socket, while Tang Qisheng, who was condescending, saw a more horrifying scene. A big hole was split in the back of the boy's head, and the skull was cut out A neat triangular gap was made, and looking in through the gap, more than half of the boy's brain was hollowed out.

Tang Qisheng's eyeballs were jumping. He didn't know what kind of ghostly place this was, and what kind of nightmare these children had encountered. Everything in this underground world was distorted, and they were constantly challenging the bottom line of a person.

On the next road, he passed many rooms, pharmacy, waiting area, infusion area, injection room, dispensing room, drug storage, infusion observation room, and treatment room. The place that used to treat patients and save lives is now a personal purgatory. The scene, in a room called the punishment room, Tang Qisheng saw an unforgettable scene in his life, a dozen huge iron hooks were hung from the ceiling, and a child was hung on each hook.

Some pierced through the collarbone, and others pierced through the throat, back of the head, and eye sockets. The scene was horrible, like a slaughterhouse.

And in this kind of place, people don't die, what's left to them is only endless pain, as if they sensed someone coming, they twisted their bodies and struggled constantly, wailing in pain from time to time.

Just when the wailing sound was getting louder, there was a sudden loud crash, and the ground trembled. The children's wailing sound disappeared instantly, and each of them fell silent like a cicada.

Crouching down, covering the position of his heart tightly, Tang Qisheng panted heavily. At that moment, he suddenly felt palpitations. He could almost confirm that the source of the voice was the most terrifying place in the underground world of the hospital.

Exiting the room, he searched for that feeling, and not long after, he stopped again, and now a huge black iron door appeared in front of him.

The iron gate was 4 meters high, and the rusty gate was covered with blue veins and muscles, and a rancid smell of blood spread from the cracks in the door, which was thick and disgusting.

Tang Qisheng was no stranger to this smell. He had smelled the same smell last night when he faced the invisible and terrifying monster with stumped limbs.

Tang Qisheng couldn't help becoming vigilant, this is the monster's lair!
He raised his head as much as he could, looked over the door, and in the midst of a tangle of evil heart, he saw a door plate extending crookedly.

"Dean chamber"

(End of this chapter)