Nightmare Attack

Chapter 234 Deep Water
The moment before the door closed, the fat man subconsciously wanted to stop the doctor, but a sudden chill interrupted all this.

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

Consciously or unintentionally, some bits and pieces in the task emerged from memory.

He still remembers that when he and the doctor were walking on the beach, the doctor bent down and stared at the circles of white waves, and said after a while: "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 sea waves coming up and receding, the doctor said slowly, "There is also a problem with the tide here."

It turned out that it wasn't the tide that was the problem, it was the island.

That burst of heartbeat under the deep water, like a burst, finally had a source.

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

Compared with doctors, he is a person with more emotions, but when it comes to the management and suppression of emotions, he is much worse than doctors.

He began to feel chest tightness, as if someone pressed him to the ground, and then pressed one bluestone slab after another on his chest.

His chest was squeezed, and so were his lungs. He squatted on the ground, holding his head, panting heavily.

Is this still the world he knows?

Did the weirdness invade this world, or... inadvertently, taking advantage of the corner of the curtain that has not yet closed, he spied the truth behind this world?

Perhaps the world behind the door is also real.

And it's not what the doctor predicted, everything they did in the world inside the door was 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 changed himself!
Because the fat man was holding his hair with one hand, and controlled the other hand to lift up tremblingly, in front of him.

He stared at this hand, and a sense of strangeness that he had never felt before slowly rose from his heart.

In the next second, it spread to the whole body.

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

With his hands flat on his chest, the quilt was slightly undulating, and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling, as if a person was hanging upside down.

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

"Brother Hao, don't think too much, I just have a hunch, and my hunch has always been countless."

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

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

"Opportunities don't come all the time, believe me, while it's still in your hands."

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

And his micro-expression when he said this.

Grinning mouth, revealing dark white teeth.

He is conceited and extremely self-confident.

Especially... the way he stared at himself.

Jiang Cheng felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

Maybe it wasn't him, just another guy who looked a lot like him.

But who is it?

And why, staring at myself with that kind of eyes.

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

He slowly closed his eyes.

Jiangzhou.

late at night.

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

Near the tall closed iron gate, the middle-aged man sitting in the duty room was bored and swiped his phone.

An old dog lay beside him.

The old dog is quite human, knowing that the owner who lives in this house likes to be quiet and not noisy.

So keep silent at night.

Unless some special circumstances are encountered.

Like... now.

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

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

"It's almost over," the middle-aged man who was the night security guard of a private house didn't even look at the old dog, swiped his phone with one hand, and said in a reprimanded and threatening tone: "Last time I believed your evil, and ended up reckless. I lost my way and looked for it, and was scolded by the housekeeper, you still want to lie to me this time?"

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

He is still very satisfied with this job. The master has less housework and pays a lot of money. Who wouldn't like to work for such a person?
If this dog ruined his good job, then he would really be a bad dog.

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

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

But the old dog seemed to have gone crazy, he couldn't help baring his teeth, and his saliva flowed down.

It was the same last time.

But the last time he was inexperienced, he thought it was a thief in the house, so he let the dog out, and he chased after the dog with his baton.

But when I followed the place, the old dog was lying on the steps in front of the owner's house, barking at the inside non-stop.

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

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

No, not the taste.

It is 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, but couldn't find it.

The housekeeper put down a word, if this kind of thing happened again, he would pack up and leave.

Finally, the owner in a light-colored tracksuit appeared.

It was a very delicate-looking woman, not tall and not very old, a girl who was not too old was not bad.

I heard that the woman's parents passed away very early, but luckily they left behind a very solid family background.

I heard from a colleague with more experience that the woman also has a younger brother, but it is said that he has mental problems, so he seldom brings it out.

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

The woman's expression was as cold as ever, and she didn't say much, but told the housekeeper to settle the matter as soon as possible, so as 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 is wearing a sportswear.

Is she playing any sport?

alone?

it's wired.
Maybe this is the way of life of the rich. He turned and closed the door, and was about to teach the old dog that caused trouble, when he suddenly found that the old dog had already withered. Not only did it stop barking, but it also retracted under the bed .

A peculiar stench came from under the bed.

(End of this chapter)