Haunted Places Live

At dawn, Lynch planned to try to drive away from here again, but when he went out to take a look, he saw that the rented military off-road jeep seemed to be crushed by something heavy like a tank, and the roof collapsed. down, apparently scrapped.

Chu Yang who came out with him was equally dumbfounded.There was so much thunder last night, they didn't even hear the car being crushed.

How huge would it have to be to flatten a Jeep like this?

Chu Yang looked carefully at the footprints on the ground, and at first glance they looked like deer hooves, scattered in the snow, not continuous footprints at all.He went to the lake to look for the deer carcass, but found that it was still there, the body was buried, only the antlers were still pointing to the sky reluctantly.Presumably last night, that cloudy dead eye should have seen what had destroyed the forest and the car like that.

Of the four of them, only Robert saw the thing with his own eyes.It's just a pity that from last night until now, the sheriff who was originally fearless was locked on the sofa, no matter how much he asked, he didn't speak, and he hugged his knees and swayed back and forth like a fool.Lynch said that for the average zero-level observer, just seeing those holy races is likely to drive them into madness.Only multi-observers like them have enough Sanity to resist the visual, auditory, olfactory or tactile stimulation that escapes the normal category.

The premise is that Sanity is not swallowed by the stigmata.

Chu Yang groped to dig out the deer's hooves from the snow, took a closer look, and compared them to the hoof prints on the ground.He found that although those footprints looked similar, their shapes were not stable. Sometimes they were too wide, sometimes too narrow, sometimes they were a whole circle bigger, and sometimes they were as small as a deer's hooves.It's like a poor imitator trying to draw the shape of a deer's hoof and never getting it right.Chu Yang thought of Adok, but the deer's body was still there, and this imitation method was obviously not as subtle as Adok's, but it seemed to be a confused copying with a child's curiosity, without trying to be true at all. To imitate something vividly.

Robert and Savati's car got stuck in the snowdrift to avoid a deer that suddenly appeared on the road.Could it be that the owner of these hoofprints, the one who destroyed the forest and the off-road vehicles, were all the Shoggoths that Lynch mentioned? "It's trying to trap us." Lynch stood behind Chu Yang at some point, with a lot of irritability in his expression, "This Shoggoth should have been sleeping here for a long time, and it should be quite big , and even has the power to distort the space within a small area. But since it has been sleeping for so long, how could it wake up suddenly? And why does it trap us?"

Chu Yang lowered his eyes, feeling confused and guilty, and murmured, "It's very hungry... Could it be that it wants to eat us?"

"If so, given its size, it should be able to crush our houses with ease. Why is it just trapping us?"

"Maybe it's...curiosity?" Chu Yang stretched out his hand, put his palm on the slightly twisted hoof print, and said softly, "You said it has been sleeping here for a long time, maybe even before the appearance of orangutans. It means that it has never seen humans. It may still be trying to figure out where it is and what kind of world this is. He knows that we have the breath of the holy race. Maybe he thinks we are possible companions..."

Lin Qi looked at Chu Yang's ecstatic eyes in surprise, and slowly squatted down, looking at the hand with the hoofprints on it, "How do you know so many details?"

"I can... feel some strange things." Chu Yang raised his head, a little dazed and restless in the depths of his eyes, "It's all right since I accepted the stigmata."

Lynch's eyes spread back, across the icy lake, and looked at the fallen trees in the middle of the forest in the distance, as if being crushed by a huge monster, "Maybe... we have to find a way to make it fall asleep again before we can leave here."

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Because Robert's broken leg was unable to move, and he was mentally abnormal, and kept muttering words like "eyes, eyes, eyes", Lynch asked Savati to stay and take care of him, and he and Lynch brought some portable bags Canned food, sleeping bags, blankets and small tents to keep out the cold on the back, together with survival tools such as lighters, ropes, flashlights, Swiss army knives, began to march towards the forest on the opposite side of the lake.

Their plan was to find the shoggoth's lair, find out how big it was, and then try to put it back to sleep.

The two trudged through the snow and the forest with one foot deep and one shallow foot, looking for traces of a large number of fallen trees, and walked into the deep mountain.The steep cliffs on both sides seemed to be crowding towards them. The originally dazzling beauty now had a lot of sinister taste.

After walking for half a day, they suddenly heard a long, human cry echoing in the valley.Some are like the howls of Indians imitating the owl's call to transmit signals.Lynch immediately took out the Swiss Army Knife and popped out the blade with a snap.Although such a small saber might only be used to itch if it is confronted with the truly brutal and brutal tribe of primitive Indians who want to avenge everyone, Lynch still holds it tightly, half blocking Chu Yang’s hand. Front.

He only heard his voice, but not his person.They searched for the sound and the traces of the fallen trees, and gradually came to the blocked road that was said to have a landslide.Chu Yang asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Lynch said, "It's all here, I can't go back empty-handed now." After speaking, he climbed over the railing and continued to walk deeper into the forest.

Until the sky gradually darkened, the traces of destruction were still extending.But it was no longer safe to search any further.The two had no choice but to find a clearing in the forest, clear away the snow as much as possible, set up a tent, and found some dry branches for firewood to cook.When Lynch went to pick up more firewood nearby, Chu Yang stirred the thick beans that were bubbling on the fire with a spoon, but suddenly heard the owl hooting with traces of human voices again.He raised his head suddenly, and looked at the dark forest surrounding him by the light of the bonfire.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing vaguely in the darkness.

"Lynch?" As soon as he asked the question, he regretted it.That person must not be Lynch.Lynch was taller and less stocky.It seemed to be a very strong Indian man, but he was obviously of a completely different tribe from the Savati.In such a cold and snowy day, his body was completely naked, and his body was covered with filthy oil paint.His hair was long and tangled, as if it had never been combed.The face was painted white like lime, except for the eyes, which looked like a hideous grimace in the dark, but there were only two black holes where the eyes should have been.

"Who are you!" Chu Yang yelled loudly, hoping to attract the attention of Lin Qi who was collecting firewood nearby.

The other party still didn't speak, but took a step in his direction.

After taking this step, Chu Yang saw more figures emerging from the darkness, all of them were the same as the first Indian, short but stocky, with white paint on their faces.They surround Chu Yang like a pack of wolves surrounding a lamb.

"Are you from Awaniche?" Chu Yang couldn't find a way out and wanted to delay the time, but no matter what he asked, none of the Indians spoke.It just quietly surrounded him, leaving him nowhere to retreat.Their empty eyes stared at him, making his hair stand on end and his heart pound wildly.

What are they trying to do?

Until the depths of the forest suddenly remembered the sound of rumbling thunder.As if they had received some kind of signal, all the Indians suddenly and quickly disappeared into the darkness, disappearing just as they had come.Soon Chu Yang heard Lin Qi's hurried footsteps.

"Xiao Yang! What's the matter?" Lynch obviously ran all the way back, his cheeks were flushed but he was panting heavily, holding a handful of dry wood in his arms.

As soon as Chu Yang was discouraged, he sat by the fire and described what he had just seen. "That's not thunder..." Lynch put the wood next to the bonfire, "That's a shout, the shout of Shoggoth. As for those Indians, they are probably descendants of the deep mountain branch of the Awanich. They There is no news for so many years, if you have been hiding in this deep mountain and living in isolation, you may not be able to understand the English you speak, and you will not be able to communicate with us."

Chu Yang immediately thought that the day Lynch took him to the ice cave, he had heard a similar thunder after his consciousness entered that strange state of continuous expansion...

Sure enough... is it him...

The feeling of expanding and expanding towards the deepest mountains and the deepest part of the earth is not his imagination, nor is it his illusion.But it actually happened.And this kind of depth, even unintentionally touched the hole deep in the mountain, and awakened something that should never be awakened...

The deer is the guardian of this forest.He noticed the change in Dashan and would definitely check it out.Maybe it died in front of their house because it tried to ask them for help.

Sure enough, it was me who harmed it.

Chu Yang didn't even eat dinner, got into the tent, took out his notebook and pen, and wrote something quickly with trembling hands.Lin Qi opened the curtain of the tent, looked worriedly at Chu Yang, who showed signs of nervousness again, and asked carefully, "Xiao Yang, are you okay?"

"If they are believers of Shoggoth, and we have seen them now, it means that we are not far from Shoggoth. I must finish this song." Chu Yang said.His expression was concentrated, but there was a kind of sick anxiety in that concentration.

Sanity, who finally recovered, seemed to be unstable again.

Lin Qi found out the medicine prescribed by the psychiatrist for Chu Yang from his backpack, took the thermos bottle and handed it to Chu Yang, and glanced at the notes that Chu Yang kept writing, "Hypnotic song?"

Without raising his head, Chu Yang said in a hasty but somewhat absent-minded tone, "It may be...or it may have other effects...I don't know...but it must be useful...I can feel it !"