A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Have you been here?"

"Do not."

"I just read it."

Darlene clasped her hands as if praying, but her face was full of fear and her lips were white.

Upon hearing this, Lu Li subconsciously asked: "Sart Kane's horror novel released last year?"

"Yes, a book called "Hobbes Horror End"..."

Before she finished speaking, Darlene suddenly noticed the abnormality in Lu Li's words, and instantly changed her words: "Last year?"

"Mistakes."

Lu Li didn't want to explain. He raised his head and looked at the quiet streets around him. He paused on the blood-stained axe and suggested:

"Let's go ahead and see if the Pickman Hotel really exists."

There is no objection.

The three of them returned to the sports car again.

As the only one of the three who has seen the script, Darlene uses memory to guide the way.

Facts have proved that the female editor really knows the town, the layout of the houses and the ups and downs of the town, which are confirmed one by one.

Rorschach, who was sitting under Darlene, finally got over, doubting life again, and at the same time, a weird and absurd thought rose in her heart: we came to Kane’s horror novels, all of which are virtual characters...

At this moment of thought, his eyes dimmed involuntarily, like a puppet at the mercy of others.

Through the mirror in the car, Lu Li saw this scene and couldn't help sighing--

Fear successfully eroded Rorschach's heart, and if this continues, he will be completely desolate.

"Go straight along this road, go up the hillside, pass the gatepost, and you will see the hotel."

Darlene was also caught by nightmare, her eyes were hollow, and she pointed to the front and whispered.

Under the prestigious reputation, there are no vain people.

Sartre Kane is worthy of the name of a master of horror, and in just a few hours, the SAN value of a normal person is returned to zero.

If you watched the so-called ending when you were in a mental hospital, what situation would you fall into?

It will only be worse!

Unable to help, Lu Li thought of investigator Sam Neal, the man who swallowed the printing paper, he was indeed worthy of admiration, and he did his best to help himself.

Outskirts.

The trees are lush.

The three people with their own minds saw a small hill, and beside the concrete path leading to the top of the hill, there was an iron sign: Pickman Hotel.

Not long.

The Viper sports car stopped on the open space in front of the villa, and Lu Li walked out with a sword in his hand.

The female editor Darlene followed closely, while Rorschach sat listlessly in the car, unwilling to move half a minute.

Upon seeing this, Lu Li came to the window of the co-pilot, leaned over and said, "I am not good at comforting people, so I can only repeat that sentence again."

"Cthulhu draws nourishment from fear. They want you to sink and forget yourself."

When the words were over, Rorschach nodded, but other than that, there was no other reaction.

The child is not saved...

I thought that he could play a role at the critical moment, but the result was full of drama.

At this point, Lu Li apologized: "When you encounter danger, call for help. I will come over as soon as possible."

Still no response.

At this time, Lu Li didn't hesitate anymore, turned and walked towards the female editor who seemed to be back to normal.

However, when he got closer, Darlene began to state in a reminiscence tone:

[It’s already out of the crowd]

[Once upon a time, weirdness took root here]

After speaking, he came to the flower house built next to the villa, glanced at Lu Li with an inexplicable expression, and then said:

[One night, people saw strange creatures crawling here]

[Huge body, snake-like tentacles]

There was nothing in the flower room.

Lu Li retracted his gaze and said ruthlessly, "Is that the original text of the book? It seems that you really like editing for Kane's book, and you can remember even the odd fragments."

"I just like being frightened."

Darlene folded her arms, seeming to feel chilly, and her voice trembled slightly: "In addition, I am here not only to find the company's cash cow, but also to worry about one thing."

"what?"

After speaking, Lu Li moved to the glass window on the flower room and looked carefully.

The inside and outside are smooth, without traces, and liquid remains. From these perspectives, the strange creatures described in the book have never visited here.

Of course, it's just a matter of experience, and it's impossible to count.

At this time, a voice came from behind:

"I'm always worried about the story in the book becoming a reality."

"As an editor, I found that since last year, Kane's style of writing has changed dramatically, extremely extreme, paradoxical, and even more bizarre than before."

"He declared that what he wrote was true and not fictional, and then he stopped showing up and only passed the manuscript by mail."

Lu Li was startled, his thoughts in confusion:

What does this woman mean, what role Kane arranges for this role.

In fact, from the very beginning, he had been guarding Darlene, and treated him as a monster like Rorschach, who had lost his fighting spirit.

However, the performance of female editors is so normal, not only expressing doubts about Kane, but also helping herself in some ways.

Thinking left and right, Lu Li without any thoughts pressed his mind and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

"Um."

Darlene followed closely.

No one noticed that there was no one in the Viper sports car parked in the bushes.

There was a click.

The door opened.

Sofa, fireplace, solid wood floor.

The decoration is elegant and everything is in order.

Unlike the situation in the town, this high-end hotel does not lock the door.

However, no one was waiting at the front desk.

"What are you looking at, mentioned in the book?"

Since entering the door, Lu Li has been secretly observing the female editor who knows the direction of the plot.

At this moment, she was looking at the environment in front of her. From top to bottom, she didn't miss any details, as if she was checking something.

One minute later.

Darlene didn't look back, and in a statement of facts, she slowly said, "There is an oil painting behind us. If you walk three steps forward, you will find that the floor is loose."

Wait until she finishes.

Lu Li flashed, and immediately appeared at that position, the floor creaked, and he felt like he was warping everywhere.

Then, his gaze floated behind him.

It's really good.

An oil painting is hung on it:

The lovers hold hands and stand by the lake looking at each other affectionately.

"So ~www.readwn.com~ is anyone here?"

Lu Li squeezed the sword tightly and raised his five senses to the extreme. Any disturbance in the villa could not be hidden from him.

Unless, there is something hidden here that is like a returning soul corpse, without breathing or heartbeat.

"Have."

"The owner of this hotel, Mrs. Pickman."

After speaking, Darlene rang the copper bell placed on the front desk.

After doing this, out of fear, she leaned against Lu Li and suppressed her voice extremely low: "The book says that she was eroded by evil forces and became insane. She chopped up her husband's coleslaw."

"I can't believe it. I always feel that everything is fake. Maybe Kane invited some extras and made a joke with us on purpose."

The other person posted very close.

But there was not a trace of evil thoughts in Lu Qi, because he heard a muffled noise coming from under the floor.