Nightmare Attack

Chapter 795
The atmosphere in the car was dull, and within about 20 minutes, the car stopped.

The door opened, and the outside was blurry.

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

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

"Doctor." The fat man stared suspiciously out of the car door, "Should we get out of the car now?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, and after more than 10 seconds, the car door still didn't mean to close, presumably it was because of the exhaustion with them, and there was a posture that I wouldn't drive away until you guys got out of the car.

"Get off." Jiang Cheng sighed, "Follow me."

After leaving the car door, the feet touched the ground, as if the fog suddenly dissipated, and another world emerged in front of my eyes.

With light shining on his face, he raised his head, and above his head was a street lamp.

The surrounding scene looked familiar.

It was the street they left.

It was still dark.

"I'm back!" Huai Yi said pleasantly, although completing the task and returning to the real world is a nightmare routine, but for some reason, 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 Huai Yi whether to go back to find the young lady, or stay and be with them.

Huai Yi was very firm in his request to stay, saying that he would not be in a hurry to leave until dawn.

This sleep was very heavy. Jiang Cheng dreamed of many people, but he couldn't see their faces, they were all from their backs, one by one, walking in front of him.

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

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

At last he came to a door.

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

It's a black door, tall and big, with the number 13 written in white paint on the right side of the door.

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

It is a large building surrounded by walls.

The leaden gray wall is so high that it seems to be inserted into the sky.

For this place, Jiangcheng has an indescribable feeling.

Familiar yet fearful, he wanted to knock on the door, but he raised his hand, but he didn't dare to put it down, as if he knocked on this door, something terrible would happen.

There was a faint singing sound from inside.

Jiang Cheng's pupils slowly tightened.

The singing was ethereal, slipping out from the cracks in the door, from the fence, and from all the places that could pass through, and got into his ears accurately, just like the oldest mass.

He couldn't quite understand the lyrics, but he could feel the sadness in the melody.

Inside the building, a funeral is being held.

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng, who hadn't had a good rest, pushed open the bedroom door, Huai Yi sat on the sofa outside, saw Jiang Cheng come out, and said, "Brother Jiang, please persuade Brother Fugui, he has been in a bad mood since he woke up in the morning. , I asked him what's wrong, but he refused to say anything, you didn't see, his eyes are so swollen!" Huai Yi gestured with his hands.

"What about others?" Jiang Cheng put down his hand rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"downstairs."

After going downstairs, Jiang Cheng saw a person piled up 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, it was written all over his face.

Jiang Cheng knew that he must be thinking of Wang Qi.

Before he could walk over, the fat man slowly turned his head as if he had sensed something. Jiang Cheng was really startled by that face, and his eyes were swollen to the size of peaches.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Huai Yi, Huai Yi had written all over his face, you see, I didn't lie to you.

After seeing Jiangcheng, the fat man stood up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen like a walking dead, "Doctor, wait a minute, breakfast is ready, I'll get it."

Jiang Cheng walked a few steps quickly, grabbed him, and after a pause, Jiang Cheng said, "Fatty."

With just this sentence, the fat man suddenly choked up, "Doctor, I last night. Last night I dreamed that I went home. There was an accident at home, and many people were missing. I asked the rest, and the rest Woolen cloth?"

"They... they didn't speak, they just looked towards a room."

"I walked over and pushed open the door of the room. There was a black table inside. It was very big and long. There were candlesticks around it. There were white candles on the candlesticks."

"In the middle of the table, there is a white cloth, and under the white cloth is a raised figure."

"I pulled the white cloth away little by little, and that face is Wang Qi's face!" The fat man burst into tears, "It's Wang Qi, doctor, I remember, he is my family!"

"I remember, it's him!"

Although Huai Yi didn't quite understand why Fatty was like this, and even mentioned Wang Qi, he could feel the sadness rushing to his face.

"Brother Fugui." Huai Yi comforted with a hoarse voice, "Don't be too sad, cheer up."

Huai Yi finally opened his mouth, wanting to say something more that people cannot be resurrected after death, but he swallowed the words again.

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

The light gray building marked 13 is Fatty'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, and we don't like you, except him."

"We were imprisoned there, and the reason for the imprisonment was because of you."

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

"You are the origin, and you are also the abyss."

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

A black mist appeared in front of his eyes, his pupils gradually dilated, and the unprecedented loneliness and despair permeated, as if a demon was whispering in his ears.

An invisible hand protruded from his body, far deeper than Wuhid, and grabbed his arm.

The hand was cold and biting, and it gradually exerted force, trying to tear his soul out.

At this moment, his world went dark.

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

Born in darkness, and return to darkness.

The abyss is his final destination.

But in the next second, a tingling pain came from his other arm, and the warm feeling rippled away like water, and in an instant, the darkness was torn apart.

"doctor!"

"What's the matter with you, doctor?"

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

Amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves, Jiang Cheng woke up suddenly, the light was dazzling, and behind the first ray of light was the face of the fat man.

(End of this chapter)