Mermaid Reef

The blood-red monster looked like some kind of flayed beast.

It has thick forelimbs, strong hind legs, and a long tail.

The end of the tail is very thin, like a sharp blade—

John rolled over on the spot. He felt a chill behind him, and his coat "cracked".

He quickly tore off the sleeve hanging on his arm so as not to hinder his escape.

There was the sharp sound of wind tearing through the air, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see the afterimage left by the whip of the monster's tail. John felt that a small piece of his hair had also been cut off.

That's hair!

John wailed from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't slow down at all, he just ran out of a serpentine maneuver on a narrow and straight aisle.

He clung to the locked compartment doors and jumped up, nearly hitting his head against the roof of the car.

"Snapped."

The headlight is broken.

John curled up in time, and the moment he landed, his right leg exerted strength, and with a sliding shovel, he avoided the next wave of sharp blades.

Slender openings appeared in the walls of the carriage.

They're not deep, but creepy.

Because none of the carved metal doorknobs could withstand the attack, a crack still appeared in the middle.

John pretended to rush to the window next to the hallway, making a gesture of jumping out of it.

When the palpitating sound of the wind swept over again, John suddenly rolled over with his head in his arms.

He didn't care about the scars cut by the broken glass on his body, the veins on his forehead were protruding, he clenched his teeth, and slammed into the chasing monster like a huge ball. Quickly drew the weapon and pulled the trigger.

There was a terrifying and strange roar.

A small portion of the dark red mist that made up the scarlet beast burst out, and the monster's movements also stopped for a few seconds.

John perked up.

It was good that he would be harmed by physical objects, otherwise he would have nowhere to find holy water and sterling silver bullets on the train.

Of course, these two things may not be effective. According to the notes written by Pastor Conor, only correctly drawn runes can effectively restrain the evil god and its dependents.

If there is nothing, then open the wooden barn, the situation can't be worse anyway.

The monster was enraged, and half of the carriage was shrouded in a dark red mist.

John heard people screaming from all over the carriage, as well as the sound of various things breaking.

Through the gap in the box, John saw the American car dealer lying on the ground trembling, and the male servant who was leaning on the wall and howling in pain, all of them were dripping with blood without exception, and the dark red mist wandered around them, like blowing The gust of wind that blows the leaves on the tree calmly takes away part of the life of the tree.

A little bit of blood that seems insignificant at first glance.

The blood was mixed into the dark red smoke, the air suddenly dried up, and the temperature in the carriage continued to rise.

John, who was closest to the monster, felt his skin was reddened and hot as if he had been exposed to the sun.

——Sweat blurred his eyes, and his dodging movements slowed down.

The detective is already on the move.

He forcibly ignored the bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose, and his keen intuition allowed him to avoid fatal attacks one after another, including the monster's forelimb grab and tail blade.

Even though the distance from the lavatory to the social compartment library is only more than 30 feet, it feels like swimming across the entire English Channel.

John finally arrived at the door of the library, but found that there was no one inside.

This made his heart sink when he broke into the house.

The monster behind him would not give him time to hesitate.

John, who rolled over in embarrassment again to avoid the attack, suddenly felt that a giant's hand pinched the back of his neck, picked him up and threw him out of the box.

The moment the door slammed shut, John saw a tall shadow in a black cloak.

The height of the carriage is only about ten feet (three meters), but where the shadow stands is like a mutated warped space.

Infinite emptiness and depth.

The windows seem far away and the bookshelves seem to be floating in the air.

"..."

John lay in the hallway, his eyes vacant, his body stiff as a rock.

Inside the door at the moment.

The monster fell into this twisted space.

It roared and struggled, its claws scratched, and its tail swept wildly.It seemed to be slowly shrinking, and the huge black shadow of the cloak shrouded above its head, quickly covering all the space within its field of vision.

In fact, it's not that the monster has become smaller, but that it's "sinking" deeper and deeper in this space.

The dark red smoke finally disintegrated, turning into gold coins, scurrying around crazily.

Not only did the gold coin fail to find the exit, but instead encountered those gold coin companions who had "lost contact" before.

Gold coins glowing with blood are being corroded.They wailed fiercely, accompanied by eerie whispers from ancient priests.

One after another, illusory figures appeared behind the coin. They were like hanging sacrifices, with their limbs drooping limply and their chests empty.

——This is the true face of the "curse", and it is also the most terrifying form, which will tear humans or animals into pieces in an instant.

However, this terrifying scene now has a comical atmosphere. The phantom of the sacrifice is shaking, like bacon in the storage room, or a corpse on the gallows.

It can't do anything except squawk and sway rhythmically from side to side in response to the sound.

This huge cloaked shadow without a face even found this very interesting, quickly added the new gold coins to it, and then rearranged it, with skillful techniques and absolute sense of pitch.

It was quickly put together to form a large musical instrument that humans cannot directly see and cannot describe.

Musical instruments have a strict division of high and low scales, and they are still keyed.

The so-called buttons are coins, and the hanging phantom is the sound tube that produces sound.

Each touch corrodes the penny by one point, so the instrument has a short lifespan.

The gods who played the instrument did not cherish it at all.

The music is like raging waves, and like an erupting volcano, expressing a terrible fighting spirit.

A scorching sun suddenly appeared in the dark distorted space.

Provoked in his sleep, Tonatiu pierced the space and cast a glance here.

This force was broken up by the cloaked shadow.

The aftermath of the shock caused the instrument to disintegrate, and the dark space began to shake violently, quickly melting under the sunlight like snow. Only the strange black figure in the cloak remained motionless, swallowing all the light.

The scorching sun flickered for a while, then slowly disappeared.

***

Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

He was standing just outside the box, very close and yet far from the "battlefield".

There's nothing wrong with this train.

If Jason didn't care, the train would fly into the air and disintegrate in an instant. Everyone inside, even a chicken in the freezer in the kitchen, would not be able to leave a complete body, and all of them would turn into bloody mud.

The real confrontation takes place in spaces beyond the reach of humans.

Disturbed in his sleep, the sun god Tonatiu glanced angrily.

When the Lieyang God found out that it was the incarnation of an ancient god who provoked it, he realized that sending only one incarnation would not solve the problem, and it had no conditions for waking up, so it simply remembered Gemil's breath, Just continue to sleep.

The box door opened silently.

Bookshelves, desks and chairs were lying crookedly.

Gemil stood there, with long red hair draped over his shoulders, his appearance had the characteristics of a mermaid, thin and wide transparent fish fins supported by the ear bones, and Jensen's appearance was reflected in the bewitching golden pupils.

"Too dangerous."

Jason walked in quickly, and then stopped slowly in front of Gemil.

Jason really didn't expect Tonatiu to be so cautious that he would "look" at this shapeless dependent being destroyed.

Under normal circumstances, the evil god would not care if all the dependents were not dead.

If they were sleeping ancient gods, at the moment they fell asleep, they would not care about the "property" they left behind. As long as there are no similar people jumping around at the door, and the end of the world is not coming, they will never get up.

Even for Gemil, the main body is still lying on the seabed.What exists here is only a part of the old god, an avatar.

So Lieyang God looked like you trampled to death the wild flowers in front of my house, I remembered you, and came to kill you when I woke up, it was very outrageous.

But thinking that this guy is Tonatiu, it suddenly makes sense?

Jason couldn't help worrying: "Tonatiu will come to you."

"What will happen on the day this planet is going to be destroyed."

"Humans are very good at courting death. I am worried that they will release the incarnation of the Burning Sun God before the end."

"Won't you help me?"

Gemil approached Jason with a beautiful and bewitching voice.

Jason took a step unnaturally.

"I can not."

Jason felt the disparity in strength. As a new god, his strength was really not enough.

The shadow behind Gemil stretched silently, surrounding Jensen, the voice seemed to be chanting, and it was also like the whisper of a demon:

"Be a part of me, or make me a part of you...you know..."

***

When John woke up, he found a familiar person sitting next to him.

Doctor Abel.

"Have we... arrived in Switzerland?" Looking at the dark sky outside the car window, John was a little uncertain about the situation.

"Here we are." The doctor said sadly.

John asked uncomfortably, "What's your expression?"

Dr. Abel took a deep breath, and then said angrily: "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten anything! The people in the whole car have forgotten. They thought that Miss Vanessa opened the wooden warehouse and killed the banker Bao." Bauer, and killed Bauer's secretary, and then escaped! The cursed gold coin Bauer was carrying also disappeared with Miss Vanessa!"

John rubbed his head and said wonderingly, "Isn't this a good thing? By the way, what about the other injured people?"

John still remembers that when the monster attacked, many people were affected by bad luck, and many objects were broken.

"No! Their wounds have all disappeared! All the broken and overturned things have been restored. I watched the time on the pocket watch start to reverse, and the scenery outside the train window began to change..."

Dr. Abel mourns the disintegration of his scientific worldview.

He would rather forget the bizarre events on this train like other passengers.

"Where's Ball's body? His heart is gone, how does that make sense?" John asked suspiciously.

"The body is gone." Dr. Abel said blankly. "Everyone said that when Miss Vanessa opened the wooden barn and killed Bauer, he happened to be lying on the window of the car. The body turned over and fell into the car window." A deep canyon, it is estimated that it is difficult to find, and it will take at least a week to find it, and it will be eaten by wolves or wild beasts. "

John couldn't help but laughed.

Abel was furious.

The detective smiled and said, "This is much more logical than the miracle of your tsunami hot air balloon surviving. Why do you despise others?"

doctor:"……"

He was invited to Venice to give this speech!

What is he going to do now?

After recovering his memory, Dr. Abel felt that his rhetoric was terribly absurd. Why did he believe it at the beginning, and excitedly studied hot air balloons for three full years!

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The author has something to say:

Congratulations to the detective for passing the QTE (manipulate the game character to dodge left and right according to the icon, which usually occurs in chase battles and dangerous plots)

The customs clearance conditions that must be met: Favorability.This value cannot be checked, and it is also a string of garbled characters when opened

If you have it, the evil god will throw you out of the box at the last moment, otherwise the character will die

Strategy reminder: Willpower is lower than 90, don't open your eyes when being thrown.

——Your character will wake up after five hours of Cthulhu confrontation

Congratulations on reaching the "Survive the Train" achievement (that's right, keep the train)

Congratulations on completing the one-life clearance achievement