Haunted Places Live
Chapter 123 Necronomicon
It was a pale room with no windows, and all the light came from the ceiling above the head with a faint halo. Only when the lights were turned off at night did Chu Yang know that another day had passed.
There is only the simplest furniture in the room.Plastic beds, tables, and chairs were anchored to the ground without any sharp objects, not even a pencil.In addition to the shower and toilet in the bathroom, toothbrushes and towels must be thrown into the small channel in the wall every day. If something is missing in a day, someone will come in and check immediately.
For three meals a day, his food will be placed on a small table outside the iron gate, and there is only a narrow hole for him to eat.
Chu Yang tried a hunger strike to protest, but when he was dying of hunger and unable to move, a few silent men came in and put his hands and feet on the head and foot of the bed, injecting him with nutrient solution for half a month.After that, he never dared to go on a hunger strike again.No one would talk to him, only the most simple and direct actions, sometimes even just hearing the cough of the food delivery person would make him excited for a long time.
Humans are social creatures after all, even the most withdrawn people need to receive enough external stimuli to maintain a normal mental state.But they gave him nothing, no books, no sound, no TV, only four white walls, only eternal light.
Just him and his own consciousness.
He recalled over and over again what had happened in school, and he was playing a new piece he had written on the stage, a strange piece he had dreamed of.In that dream he lived a very different life, he became a member of a band.An avid fan followed him and even sent him a book.He remembers watching halfway through, and then the piece started playing in his head.After waking up from the dream, he couldn't remember the contents of the book clearly, and he couldn't remember who the members of his band were, let alone what that strange man looked like. He just remembered that song, a very beautiful and very sad song.
He wrote down the piece and played it at the school celebration party.He was so immersed in the world of sobbing music that he didn't even hear the commotion when the first teacher suddenly stood up and started beating the next male student like crazy.
Then there was blood, blood splattered all over the sky.The classmates and teachers he knew suddenly seemed to change their appearances, their faces were so ferocious that even the facial features were displaced, or they were so calm, but their eyes were so hollow that an echo could be heard.His good friends were still sitting together at noon, laughing and eating, making fun of him and another girl.Suddenly he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyeball was poked out by a ballpoint pen, or his artery was cut, or he was hit on the sharp corner of the chair handle and his head was bleeding.
It's his fault, it's his tune that caused it.He kills.
The horrific realization made him vomit, until there was nothing left in his stomach, only the sour and smelly gastric juice kept gushing out.Then he began to cry bitterly. The boundless helplessness and despair made him cry uncontrollably. He pulled his hair and scalp with his hands, as if he wanted to tear his brain apart, and wanted to separate himself from this body, Liberated from this horrific reality.
He was so scared that he shrank into a ball, desperately wanting to see his father and mother.He begged to the monitor, begging them to let him see his parents, but no one paid him any attention, as if no one was watching him from behind the monitor, and no one cared if he was sitting in a big puddle Nervous breakdown next to things.He didn't know how long he had been crying, and gradually entered a state of numbness, only his body was still trembling occasionally with sobs.He got up from the ground, found toilet paper from the toilet, and cleaned up the dirt on the floor bit by bit.Then he went to the bathroom, broke off the toothbrush, and pointed the sharp end to his neck.His heart was beating fast, his breathing was heavy, and his hands were shaking.He wanted to die, but he was afraid.
Just when he closed his eyes and was about to stab them, someone rushed in from the door, pushed him to the ground, and snatched the toothbrush from his hand.He was chained to the bed again, this time for a month.A person lying in bed can't do anything, only the ceiling with white soft light in front of him.
All kinds of music began to appear in his head, crazy, gorgeous music.Sometimes he would hum softly, but he felt that he was humming too badly, and he was a little dissatisfied.
When he was released from the imprisonment, his mind had already entered a certain trance state, and his reaction to everything around him was a little slow.
He lives in absolute silence and desolation, but it seems that he is no longer sure whether he is alive or not.He couldn't even die, and he couldn't hurt himself.He felt himself turned into a plant, a strange plant with countless vines.He no longer dreamed of his parents, but he would dream of his grandfather who suddenly died of a sudden illness a few years ago.Grandpa was always gentle with him and would tell him wonderful old stories, so sleeping became the only thing he liked best and could do.
He ate very little, just enough to keep him alive.By the end of the second year of captivity, his body was emaciated, with prominent ribs.His cheeks were sunken, and his hair, which had never been trimmed, was so long that it seemed to be the only thing that radiated life on him.
Then from the third year, they began to test the limits of his powers of observation.
The long-lost opportunity to meet people made him extremely excited.But he hadn't talked to anyone for too long, and his tongue seemed to have turned into a piece of dead flesh, and he didn't know how to move it to make a normal sound.But the man who tested him, Kim Hyun-min, didn't seem to want to talk to him much.He was taken to another room, subjected to various physical tests, and then pushed into an adjacent room full of doors.There the two gold bracelets that he had worn for three years were taken off, and they gave him a cello.
It turned out to be the one he had been using before.
Chu Yang seemed to have seen something terrifying, and huddled in a corner, unwilling to approach the piano no matter what.Jin Xuanmin lost his patience and ordered several men to drag Chu Yang from the corner, tie his legs to the chair legs in front of the cello, force him to sit up, and then stand the cello and bow in front of him.
"Take it! Otherwise I'll lock you back up right now and tie you to a bed for three months."
Chu Yang looked at him in horror, like a frightened rabbit.Up to now, as long as he doesn't go back to that room, he is willing to do almost anything.While sobbing softly, he caught the cello, his whole body trembling.
"This is your only weapon. After a while, after I open the door, I hope you can play the song you played at the school celebration party three years ago."
Chu Yang kept shaking his head, and kept using broken language to say no, he couldn't play that song.But Jin Xuanmin didn't give him a chance to argue, and opened a door.
That day, Chu Yang almost died.The things that came in from behind that door left several hideous wounds on his body, but he still couldn't play the cello.In order to prevent him from being torn apart by the monster, Jin Xuanmin forcibly drove the monster back into the door.
Later, similar tests happened several times, so that Chu Yang no longer wanted to see anyone coming in through the iron door of his room.He originally wished so much to see other people and hear other people talk to him.But now, as soon as he saw the guards who came to take him out, he shrank in the corner in fear, struggling and resisting.But he was too thin, and his struggle was like a joke to those tall and strong guards.
By the fifth time, he finally pulled out the tune.He didn't want to go through the torment of being torn apart by those monster's sharp claws, eroded by acidic mucus, and strangled by strong tentacles.
After that time, Kim Hyun-min tested a few more times, and then Bien didn't show up for a long time.When he reappeared, what he let him fight was no longer a monster, but a multi-observer.
A member of an observer organization that illegally invaded the original reality, they asked Chu Yang to confront the stranger.
Chu Yang panicked, he didn't want to hurt humans, humans like him.However, that person showed no mercy to him, because Jin Xuanmin told him that as long as he could defeat Chu Yang, he would spare his life.A flesh-pink monster like an arthropod grew out of that person's abdomen. The six extremely sharp claws kept opening and closing, making strange buzzing sounds that would drive people mad.It attacked Chu Yang ferociously, and its pincers cut iron like mud, leaving bloodstains on Chu Yang who was dodging in a panic.After being scissored firmly on the back, Chu Yang collapsed due to excessive blood loss.The man looked down at him from a height and put one foot on his lower back.And the flesh-pink arthropod-like monster that grew out of his stomach made a bloodthirsty and excited buzzing sound, and raised its scissor-like front claws high.
Chu Yang only felt that he was going to die. He waved his hands in the air, hallucinating, he seemed to see a door, a door that didn't exist before, and his hand held the handle of the door, it was really opened.
It was the first time, and also the only time in the next three years, that Chu Yang confirmed a distant reality without a door.Countless blue-gray hands stretched out from that reality, pulling both the monster and the human into that distant reality, and then the door closed again.
This was the first time that Chu Yang killed someone consciously. Although it was considered a legitimate self-defense, for Chu Yang, everything was different.
A bottom line was completely cut.
With the first time, the second decision becomes much easier.Gradually, he became the executioner of the Presbyterian Church. All multi-observers who illegally invaded the original reality and caused casualties of zero-level observers would be thrown into his "nest" after being sentenced to death, and let him use the cello Control them, drive them crazy, make them kill themselves.Chu Yang's observation ability has quickly surpassed all four levels, even elementary level five without training, which made Jin Xuanmin even more afraid of his power.
And Chu Yang's character, in the endless silence and killing, gradually distorted, leaving only hatred gradually.
Finally, after "executing" an intruder who was sentenced to death, Chu Yang tried to kill Jin Xuanmin with the cello.And he almost succeeded.He controlled Jin Xuanmin and let him poke his eyes blind.
For a whole year after that time, he couldn't leave that nightmarish house again.He seemed to have been forgotten, and even three meals a day were not delivered in full, and sometimes there was no meal for several days in a row.At that time, he didn't want to die anymore, but he didn't really want to live either, he just curled up in the pale darkness like a beast, accompanied by his own consciousness filled with countless kinds of crazy and gorgeous music.
Then, in the middle of the fifth year, that door opened again.
At that time, the place where Chu Yang lived was already filthy.No one cleaned the place where he was imprisoned, and there was a stale stench in the air.And Chu Yang himself gradually stopped caring about the most basic cleanliness and dignity of a human being.He was sitting on the ground against the wall, not even wearing a shirt, his skinny but scarred body curled up, his pants hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and his disheveled hair hung down to the ground.Only the rings of Orthar on both wrists still reflected the golden light.Suddenly light shone into the dimly lit space, and he turned his head, only to see a tall and thin figure standing at the door.With the light behind him, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
Doesn't seem to be Kim Hyun Min.
He didn't move, just looked at the man with a pair of soulless eyes.
The man took a few steps forward, still being illuminated by the light behind him.His face was illuminated by white light from a barely broken ceiling.Chu Yang stared blankly at the man, wondering if he saw an angel.
The man looked at him, but his eyes were warm.His footsteps were light, like a cat's, and he landed almost silently.When he was about five steps away from him, he stopped, half knelt down and looked at Chu Yang with a perfect but sincere smile on his face.
"Hello, Chu Yang. My name is Lynch."
The author has something to say: I originally planned to write the life of Chu Yang, the Devourer, in one chapter, but I only finished half of the chapter... As expected, I will overwrite the word count when I get to the worst part, although I have restrained myself...
There is only the simplest furniture in the room.Plastic beds, tables, and chairs were anchored to the ground without any sharp objects, not even a pencil.In addition to the shower and toilet in the bathroom, toothbrushes and towels must be thrown into the small channel in the wall every day. If something is missing in a day, someone will come in and check immediately.
For three meals a day, his food will be placed on a small table outside the iron gate, and there is only a narrow hole for him to eat.
Chu Yang tried a hunger strike to protest, but when he was dying of hunger and unable to move, a few silent men came in and put his hands and feet on the head and foot of the bed, injecting him with nutrient solution for half a month.After that, he never dared to go on a hunger strike again.No one would talk to him, only the most simple and direct actions, sometimes even just hearing the cough of the food delivery person would make him excited for a long time.
Humans are social creatures after all, even the most withdrawn people need to receive enough external stimuli to maintain a normal mental state.But they gave him nothing, no books, no sound, no TV, only four white walls, only eternal light.
Just him and his own consciousness.
He recalled over and over again what had happened in school, and he was playing a new piece he had written on the stage, a strange piece he had dreamed of.In that dream he lived a very different life, he became a member of a band.An avid fan followed him and even sent him a book.He remembers watching halfway through, and then the piece started playing in his head.After waking up from the dream, he couldn't remember the contents of the book clearly, and he couldn't remember who the members of his band were, let alone what that strange man looked like. He just remembered that song, a very beautiful and very sad song.
He wrote down the piece and played it at the school celebration party.He was so immersed in the world of sobbing music that he didn't even hear the commotion when the first teacher suddenly stood up and started beating the next male student like crazy.
Then there was blood, blood splattered all over the sky.The classmates and teachers he knew suddenly seemed to change their appearances, their faces were so ferocious that even the facial features were displaced, or they were so calm, but their eyes were so hollow that an echo could be heard.His good friends were still sitting together at noon, laughing and eating, making fun of him and another girl.Suddenly he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyeball was poked out by a ballpoint pen, or his artery was cut, or he was hit on the sharp corner of the chair handle and his head was bleeding.
It's his fault, it's his tune that caused it.He kills.
The horrific realization made him vomit, until there was nothing left in his stomach, only the sour and smelly gastric juice kept gushing out.Then he began to cry bitterly. The boundless helplessness and despair made him cry uncontrollably. He pulled his hair and scalp with his hands, as if he wanted to tear his brain apart, and wanted to separate himself from this body, Liberated from this horrific reality.
He was so scared that he shrank into a ball, desperately wanting to see his father and mother.He begged to the monitor, begging them to let him see his parents, but no one paid him any attention, as if no one was watching him from behind the monitor, and no one cared if he was sitting in a big puddle Nervous breakdown next to things.He didn't know how long he had been crying, and gradually entered a state of numbness, only his body was still trembling occasionally with sobs.He got up from the ground, found toilet paper from the toilet, and cleaned up the dirt on the floor bit by bit.Then he went to the bathroom, broke off the toothbrush, and pointed the sharp end to his neck.His heart was beating fast, his breathing was heavy, and his hands were shaking.He wanted to die, but he was afraid.
Just when he closed his eyes and was about to stab them, someone rushed in from the door, pushed him to the ground, and snatched the toothbrush from his hand.He was chained to the bed again, this time for a month.A person lying in bed can't do anything, only the ceiling with white soft light in front of him.
All kinds of music began to appear in his head, crazy, gorgeous music.Sometimes he would hum softly, but he felt that he was humming too badly, and he was a little dissatisfied.
When he was released from the imprisonment, his mind had already entered a certain trance state, and his reaction to everything around him was a little slow.
He lives in absolute silence and desolation, but it seems that he is no longer sure whether he is alive or not.He couldn't even die, and he couldn't hurt himself.He felt himself turned into a plant, a strange plant with countless vines.He no longer dreamed of his parents, but he would dream of his grandfather who suddenly died of a sudden illness a few years ago.Grandpa was always gentle with him and would tell him wonderful old stories, so sleeping became the only thing he liked best and could do.
He ate very little, just enough to keep him alive.By the end of the second year of captivity, his body was emaciated, with prominent ribs.His cheeks were sunken, and his hair, which had never been trimmed, was so long that it seemed to be the only thing that radiated life on him.
Then from the third year, they began to test the limits of his powers of observation.
The long-lost opportunity to meet people made him extremely excited.But he hadn't talked to anyone for too long, and his tongue seemed to have turned into a piece of dead flesh, and he didn't know how to move it to make a normal sound.But the man who tested him, Kim Hyun-min, didn't seem to want to talk to him much.He was taken to another room, subjected to various physical tests, and then pushed into an adjacent room full of doors.There the two gold bracelets that he had worn for three years were taken off, and they gave him a cello.
It turned out to be the one he had been using before.
Chu Yang seemed to have seen something terrifying, and huddled in a corner, unwilling to approach the piano no matter what.Jin Xuanmin lost his patience and ordered several men to drag Chu Yang from the corner, tie his legs to the chair legs in front of the cello, force him to sit up, and then stand the cello and bow in front of him.
"Take it! Otherwise I'll lock you back up right now and tie you to a bed for three months."
Chu Yang looked at him in horror, like a frightened rabbit.Up to now, as long as he doesn't go back to that room, he is willing to do almost anything.While sobbing softly, he caught the cello, his whole body trembling.
"This is your only weapon. After a while, after I open the door, I hope you can play the song you played at the school celebration party three years ago."
Chu Yang kept shaking his head, and kept using broken language to say no, he couldn't play that song.But Jin Xuanmin didn't give him a chance to argue, and opened a door.
That day, Chu Yang almost died.The things that came in from behind that door left several hideous wounds on his body, but he still couldn't play the cello.In order to prevent him from being torn apart by the monster, Jin Xuanmin forcibly drove the monster back into the door.
Later, similar tests happened several times, so that Chu Yang no longer wanted to see anyone coming in through the iron door of his room.He originally wished so much to see other people and hear other people talk to him.But now, as soon as he saw the guards who came to take him out, he shrank in the corner in fear, struggling and resisting.But he was too thin, and his struggle was like a joke to those tall and strong guards.
By the fifth time, he finally pulled out the tune.He didn't want to go through the torment of being torn apart by those monster's sharp claws, eroded by acidic mucus, and strangled by strong tentacles.
After that time, Kim Hyun-min tested a few more times, and then Bien didn't show up for a long time.When he reappeared, what he let him fight was no longer a monster, but a multi-observer.
A member of an observer organization that illegally invaded the original reality, they asked Chu Yang to confront the stranger.
Chu Yang panicked, he didn't want to hurt humans, humans like him.However, that person showed no mercy to him, because Jin Xuanmin told him that as long as he could defeat Chu Yang, he would spare his life.A flesh-pink monster like an arthropod grew out of that person's abdomen. The six extremely sharp claws kept opening and closing, making strange buzzing sounds that would drive people mad.It attacked Chu Yang ferociously, and its pincers cut iron like mud, leaving bloodstains on Chu Yang who was dodging in a panic.After being scissored firmly on the back, Chu Yang collapsed due to excessive blood loss.The man looked down at him from a height and put one foot on his lower back.And the flesh-pink arthropod-like monster that grew out of his stomach made a bloodthirsty and excited buzzing sound, and raised its scissor-like front claws high.
Chu Yang only felt that he was going to die. He waved his hands in the air, hallucinating, he seemed to see a door, a door that didn't exist before, and his hand held the handle of the door, it was really opened.
It was the first time, and also the only time in the next three years, that Chu Yang confirmed a distant reality without a door.Countless blue-gray hands stretched out from that reality, pulling both the monster and the human into that distant reality, and then the door closed again.
This was the first time that Chu Yang killed someone consciously. Although it was considered a legitimate self-defense, for Chu Yang, everything was different.
A bottom line was completely cut.
With the first time, the second decision becomes much easier.Gradually, he became the executioner of the Presbyterian Church. All multi-observers who illegally invaded the original reality and caused casualties of zero-level observers would be thrown into his "nest" after being sentenced to death, and let him use the cello Control them, drive them crazy, make them kill themselves.Chu Yang's observation ability has quickly surpassed all four levels, even elementary level five without training, which made Jin Xuanmin even more afraid of his power.
And Chu Yang's character, in the endless silence and killing, gradually distorted, leaving only hatred gradually.
Finally, after "executing" an intruder who was sentenced to death, Chu Yang tried to kill Jin Xuanmin with the cello.And he almost succeeded.He controlled Jin Xuanmin and let him poke his eyes blind.
For a whole year after that time, he couldn't leave that nightmarish house again.He seemed to have been forgotten, and even three meals a day were not delivered in full, and sometimes there was no meal for several days in a row.At that time, he didn't want to die anymore, but he didn't really want to live either, he just curled up in the pale darkness like a beast, accompanied by his own consciousness filled with countless kinds of crazy and gorgeous music.
Then, in the middle of the fifth year, that door opened again.
At that time, the place where Chu Yang lived was already filthy.No one cleaned the place where he was imprisoned, and there was a stale stench in the air.And Chu Yang himself gradually stopped caring about the most basic cleanliness and dignity of a human being.He was sitting on the ground against the wall, not even wearing a shirt, his skinny but scarred body curled up, his pants hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and his disheveled hair hung down to the ground.Only the rings of Orthar on both wrists still reflected the golden light.Suddenly light shone into the dimly lit space, and he turned his head, only to see a tall and thin figure standing at the door.With the light behind him, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
Doesn't seem to be Kim Hyun Min.
He didn't move, just looked at the man with a pair of soulless eyes.
The man took a few steps forward, still being illuminated by the light behind him.His face was illuminated by white light from a barely broken ceiling.Chu Yang stared blankly at the man, wondering if he saw an angel.
The man looked at him, but his eyes were warm.His footsteps were light, like a cat's, and he landed almost silently.When he was about five steps away from him, he stopped, half knelt down and looked at Chu Yang with a perfect but sincere smile on his face.
"Hello, Chu Yang. My name is Lynch."
The author has something to say: I originally planned to write the life of Chu Yang, the Devourer, in one chapter, but I only finished half of the chapter... As expected, I will overwrite the word count when I get to the worst part, although I have restrained myself...
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