Advent

"Rafael?"

Allen heard himself speak slowly.

A cold sense of fear slowly enveloped Allen, making him extremely stiff.

"You hurt me."

He continued, trying to control his breathing as he spoke, trying to appear normal.It's not a routine trick, but it's something Allen has always been good at.

So he forcibly pretended to be nonchalant, and said to the man who grabbed him in the dark.

"You can let me go, I think I can stand firm now."

While speaking, Allen shook his body very carefully, trying to get out of the man's arms calmly.

This is not difficult, especially during the short period of time living with Raymond, Alan learned how to escape from a man's captivity quite skillfully.

But this time, Allen found that the action was much more difficult than he remembered.

Nothing is right.

No matter how carefully Allen struggled, no matter how much he wanted to get out of the shackles, that man was always inseparable from him, and there was even a tendency to get closer.

He had a rather interesting smell about him.

That... slime smell.

At first, Allen thought that his breaking free behavior was so unsuccessful because of the darkness, but then he realized the real reason.

Why do I feel so awkward?Why can't he escape anyway?

because……

The man's arms were melting.

At a certain moment, Allen was even a little confused whether he was having a nightmare. After all, such a horrible and ridiculous scene only appeared in nightmares.

A man is melting.

But everything Alan perceives tells him that this is not a nightmare, this is reality.

Allen could clearly feel that the man's arm was becoming wet and limp, and finally turned into something wet and sticky.

That special touch was so vivid that Alan began to tremble involuntarily.

"Zizi..."

The man was much taller than Alan, and the mucus from his melting fell on Alan's body bit by bit, wet his entire back and chest.

At this moment, Allen could no longer control his breathing, he was gasping for breath, he wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

His body was so numb and stiff, and the great fear caused him to react like a lower animal.Allen felt like a frog under strong light at this moment, frightened, sluggish, and unable to move.

To make matters worse, Allen discovered in the next second that those slimy things did not seem to be ordinary slime.

Something is squirming.

Wrapped in thick mucus, the skin of the thing was extremely sticky and wet, but it was not purely smooth. When it wriggled, some tiny tumors seemed to brush Alan's skin vaguely.

Yes, Allen thought he was just getting wet with the mucus, but now, he clearly felt something slender, tentacles-like, winding and climbing under Allen's clothes.

"Alan...hiss...my...Alan..."

Tiny suckers.

When crawling, it brought an itchy sting to the skin.

The mucus friction made a wet water sound.

The smell became thicker and thicker, so strong that it seemed to have substance.

Allen felt like he was being dragged.

Ankle, arm, waist, thigh...

Allen felt that every joint of his body was firmly controlled.

The monster that grabbed him was entangled with him in an unimaginable way.

And he couldn't even make a cry for help.

In the darkness, tears flowed silently down his cheeks.

He was still shaking.

Allen could feel the monster's wet mouthparts sticking to his ears, and then it was calling its name in that strange, maddening voice.

He could even feel that with the call of that thing, more slender tentacles-like viscous and moist things slipped out of the monster's mouth, and those worm-like things seemed to be crawling deep into his ears go.

At the same time, Allen only felt in a trance that he seemed to have regained some vision in such a thick darkness, and he saw something—or, in other words, it seemed that some bizarre and indescribable things were directly reflected in his mind. screen.

He vaguely glimpsed some broken and bizarre pictures.

This even included his own body trembling in the darkness as if he was about to die in the next second, and the heavy shadows surrounding him.That thing is completely beyond common sense, it seems to be tangible (otherwise, Alan would not be able to feel the mucus dripping from it so clearly), but on the other hand, it seems to be a completely invisible phantom.

However, in the phantom, there are countless ring-shaped markings, which are shining with a dark and filthy light.

Some hazy things accompanied the flickering light, infecting Allen's mind like highly toxic pollutants.

【Allen】

【My Allen】

……

"Do not--"

Allen only had time to let out a fragmented moan of pain, and then fainted amidst the tsunami-like surge of fear and extreme madness.

"Click-"

Almost at the same time that Allen fell, with a soft bang, the energy system of the entire base miraculously resumed work after a mysterious failure.

The bright light dispels the heavy darkness, reassuring and barely keeping your eyes open for a few seconds.

"Ellen?"

Raphael rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then tried to open his eyes wide (he was still crying because of the light stimulation), and looked in the direction where Alan was standing before.

When the darkness hit, Rafael subconsciously called Alan and tried to find him.

But for some reason, during the short period of time when the energy was cut off, no matter how he called, Alan never said a word.

Rafael was very worried about him, and he subconsciously felt that Allen might be frightened—according to the information collected by fans, Allen Bracewell was quite afraid of the dark since he was a child.This fear of the dark is said to have originated from his time as a child at a notorious boarding school, though neither Siren himself nor his greedy leech manager and father ever admitted it. That miserable childhood, but everyone knows it's true.

Concerned about Alan's fear of the dark, Raphael carefully groped around in the dark for several times, but he never found Alan in the small living cabin, which was beyond Rafael's expectation.

He has received quite strict training, and even the darkness cannot damage his memory of space, let alone he was still looking at Allen before the darkness arrived.

However, he did not find Allen.

It wasn't until this moment that the light reappeared that Rafael discovered why:

Allen didn't stay where he remembered standing at all.

In fact, in Rafael's field of vision, the temporary living cabin was empty, and there was no one else except him.

"Alan—"

After discovering this, a chill ran down Rafael's back.

For a moment, his mind was filled with a bizarre idea—Alan disappeared.

At the moment when the darkness came, something came out of the darkness, and then took Alan away directly in front of his face, and brought him to a place that humans could never imagine or reach.

This thought made Rafael's hairs stand on end, and he sweated coldly. Fortunately, in the next second, he keenly heard some special movements amidst a series of noisy alarm tones.The voice from outside the corridor instantly dispelled the bizarre fear in Rafael's mind, like a six-year-old child looking at the wardrobe in the bedroom.

"Ellen!"

Rafael rushed out of the temporary living cabin following the sound, and then he saw the young man at the end of the corridor at a glance.

that's allen

It's just that he has fallen softly on the ground now, his eyes are closed tightly, and his face is as white as a ghost.

He was in a coma, and his body was covered with dark green thick mucus from nowhere.

What the hell is going on?

Rafael checked Allen carefully, and the small inspection equipment he carried with him played a good role in reassuring.

Allen was just in a coma and his life was not in danger, and the slime on his body was not a deadly biological weapon.Raphael just couldn't figure out where the slime was coming from.

Immediately afterwards, Rafael used the communicator to urgently call for medical assistance—but due to the sudden failure of the energy system before, the efficiency of the medical team was greatly reduced.Rafael had to watch Alan wait in the corridor of the living area for a while.

While waiting, Raphael took out a pen from his pocket, and then he dipped some mucus on the cap of the pen, and then put it in front of his eyes to observe carefully.

A strange smell emanates from that slime.

Rafael couldn't help feeling sick, he always felt that the smell of the mucus reminded him of the pheromone emitted by some alphas among his colleagues.

It's just a smell, but it still clearly shows a strong aggression and possessiveness.

But, slime?Slime and Alpha?

Rafael didn't know anyone in Alpha he knew would have such a clumsy and obscene hobby, and he couldn't even imagine how Alan passed him silently, walked to the corridor alone, and passed out again of.

Just when Rafael was staring at the mucus, puzzled...

"Tick tock..."

A few more drops of mucus fell in front of him from top to bottom.

Rafael's body froze, then slowly raised his head, looking at the top of his head.