quicksilver blood

Chapter 188

Roland gradually woke up, and his eyes were dim.

A huge, almost loud noise sounded from Roland's side.On the other side came the sound of heavy rain.

Roland could even faintly hear a faint sound.It was like the sound of someone tiptoeing on the floor.Creaking, I don't know where it came from.

But once Roland listened attentively, the voice disappeared immediately.Once Roland turned his attention away, the voice reappeared.

After repeating it several times, Roland had no choice but to ignore it completely.

Because Roland's more obvious feeling completely covered it.

The damp cold wind brushed against his skin, as if Roland was standing in the cold wind with no clothes on.And the sticky and warm air was like the tongue of a giant beast, licking Roland's body over and over again.

Violent shaking came from inside Roland's body, making Roland almost feel sick.

The nausea from both hot and cold made Roland almost suspect that he had a fever.

...Wait, where am I?
The intense anxiety turned into doubt.Roland opened his eyes, turned over and sat up.

The moment he sat up, a sense of tightness came from Roland.Roland just sat up when he was dragged down due to his imbalance.

Feeling the hemp rope wrapping around his arms, binding his hands behind his back; and the tight rope wrapped around his ankles, Roland froze for a moment.

...Is this me, being tied up by someone?

"Are you sleepy."

Like a hallucination, an extremely soft and immature voice, mixed with bursts of laughter at the same time, came from the dark corner on Roland's left.

Roland suddenly raised his head and looked in that direction.

A huge double bed lay there.The quilt was laid flat, and two giant teddy bears, one brown and one white, were roughly stuffed in the quilt.

The bodies of the two teddy bears were covered with knife scratches.The beautiful glass eyeballs had been cut off a long time ago, and they were still stained with black tea stains.

The two bear ears of the white teddy bear were pierced by a knife, and the silver bracelet, which is very precious when viewed as a pair, passes through it. At first glance, it looks like it is wearing two huge earrings.

And in the middle of the two bears, there was something dark sitting there motionless.

If a sculpture is average.

...But, because of the angle, I can't see clearly.

But seeing this, the familiar scene in his eyes gave Roland a chill in his heart——

Roland immediately turned his head and looked in other directions in the room.

To his right is a wall-mounted TV, which is probably showing some variety show at the moment, the sound is turned up to the maximum, and there is a burst of laughter added in the later stage from time to time.

A faint light came from the TV, illuminating the dark room.

Now Roland's head was facing the wall, with the wall on one side and the bed on the other. His inexplicably weak body was bound tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

At Roland's feet is the cabinet under the TV.Roland could step on the cabinet by straightening up a little.

Because he was lying on the ground, most of Roland's sight was blocked by the bed and the cabinet, and he could only see a little bit between the bed and the cabinet through the gap, and saw a classical coffee table standing on the wooden floor.

Roland also saw the source of his hot and cold.

The culprit was the half-open window above his head and the air conditioner above the window that was set to the highest temperature.

The only thing Roland can be sure of is that this is definitely not the home he remembers.

An inexplicable sense of fear struck Roland's heart for no reason.

"Mom said that a good boy can't stay up late."

As if emphasizing something, a childish voice came from the bed.

The voice was soft and waxy, but extremely depressing and light.As if afraid of waking someone up.

Surrounded by the sound of the biggest TV, if Roland hadn't tried his best to distinguish, he wouldn't even be able to hear the child's voice.

"Sister, go to sleep... If you don't sleep, you will be beaten."

"I'll go to the toilet first."

The black figure on the bed talked to himself, swayed his body and stood up.

Roland couldn't help feeling tense.

Now his body is tightly bound, and his head is dizzy, his limbs are weak, and the nerves all over his body are aching, as if he had a high fever for several days.There was no way to break free from the rope, let alone offer any resistance to the man.

At this moment, Roland heard a very soft thud.

As soon as he knew it, the child jumped off the bed.

In an instant, a white light flashed outside the window, illuminating the whole room as pale as bones.

At that moment, the lightning outside cast a shadow like a hooded adult on the ground.

Roland was shocked, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

But the child walked past Roland as if he didn't see Roland and the shadow outside the window.

Although he was walking on the wooden floor, Roland didn't hear him walking.

The creaking and creaking sounds in Roland's ears were also slower than the child's walking frequency.In Roland's eyes, it was like a video with a slightly delayed sound, with an unspeakably weird feeling.

After the child entered the toilet, there was a long silence.

Roland didn't know how long it had been.

It could be 5 minutes, or it could be over an hour.But the child never came back.

Just when Roland felt that half of his body was numb, there was suddenly the sound of a key being turned, followed by the creak of the door opening.

The moment the door opened, the sound of torrential rain suddenly rang in Roland's ears.

...is the adult back?

But at the edge of Roland's field of vision, he could only see a small figure shivering in the cold squeezed in from the outside. His body was completely wet by the rain, and his bare feet stepped on the ground, making the sound of splashing water.

The little figure stood on tiptoe and took off the key with great effort.Then close the door and lock out the sound of the rainstorm.

Probably because of the cold.The child leaned against the door, panting violently as if out of strength.

But the child seemed to be afraid of waking someone up, and tried his best to suppress his trembling panting.

From Roland's point of view, it could be seen clearly that the child's clothes were completely wet, but the neckline was dry and wrinkled, as if it had just been grabbed by someone.

Probably enough rest.The child stood up unsteadily, and walked back along the original path at a slightly slower speed than when he first went.

Roland's pupils shrank instantly.

Although the child's face was still invisible due to the angle of view, Roland saw wet bloody footprints following the child and leaving them on the wooden floor.

At this time, there was a thunder outside.The cold wind and raindrops blew in through the cracks in the window and sprinkled on Roland.

The icy rain made Roland tremble, and he woke up immediately.

Only then did he realize that he really had no clothes on him.

But at this moment, Roland felt the creaking sound in his ears stop instantly.

Roland turned his head stiffly, watching the child squat down and look at himself.

The child's face was very delicate, but the two bloodstains randomly smeared on the face distorted the originally lovely face.

It was a little boy of seven or eight years old.

——No, to be precise, that should be Roland when he was a child.

His eyes were dark and hollow.It seemed that it was not Roland who was looking at, but someone behind Roland.

The short, messy hair was wet from the rain and scattered casually on the expressionless face.

That shouldn't be the look on a child's face.

He stared at Roland, which made Roland feel creepy.

"Big sister, are you a thief?"

"Little Roland"'s voice was childish but cold.

Roland just wanted to answer, but found that he couldn't say anything even though his mouth was wide open.

Throat seemed to be blocked.

No matter how I moved my mouth, there was no sound at all.

Roland was sweating anxiously.

And "Little Roland" ignored Roland's meaning.

He just cautiously turned his head to look at the empty bed, showing a reassuring smile.

Then he somehow took out a long and sharp iron skewer for kebabs from behind.

"Little Roland" held the iron rod and walked back to Roland.

The look of despair and fear in Roland's eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing that Roland remained silent, "Little Roland" tilted his head and asked softly in doubt: "Big sister, can't you talk?"

Roland nodded desperately.

Later, Roland was horrified to see "Little Roland" holding up the iron rod, showing a pleasant smile that he was very familiar with.

"That's it...that's really great."

That smile is so cute.

　My thumb is still cramping...so painful...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)