After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Chi Nan paused when he was about to clean up the tableware. Before he could speak, the black tea on the opposite side rushed to reply, "Very poor boy, but if I grow up, I think it's not a normal person."

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Ye Chang seemed to be very interested in this young master, and his tone was a little different from before.

"How can children grown up in this environment be normal? Native families have a great influence on people's personality," Black Tea said in his own opinion. "With this kind of parents, they have been treated as sacrifices since they were young, and they are not crazy. I need a lot of mental power, but what else is normal..."

"Yes," perhaps because of the fact that Ye Chang's eyes were hidden behind the lenses, he was not able to see his expression because he was facing the light, "Brother Nan thinks so too?"

Chi Nan was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "Very likable child."

Ye Chang glanced at him steadily, and raised the corners of his lips faintly: "Really?"

"Hey, your preference is too unique, will you also rush in this direction when looking for someone?" Black Tea teased Chi Nan.

Chi Nan didn't care about being joked, and seriously thought about it: "If you can find it."

"Wow, you really like Bingjiao," Black Tea asked as he watched him tidy up the plate, "you just eat it?"

"Well, you guys eat slowly. I'll go to the cruise ship to see if there are any clues. We will meet in the banquet hall at 7:50."

Chi Nan left the restaurant and started looking for a breakthrough along the map icon on the corridor.

Now that he has eyes, he no longer has to rely on his teammates to search for clues like the previous dungeon, and he can feel the nightmare world immersively.

In fact, he has always been a little pity in his heart. If he could see things earlier, he would be able to see Xiaoyouyu with his own eyes.

As for Ye Chang's question just now...

He will always remember the last time in the fire, Xiao Youyu raised an angelic face and said to Bai Yingzhi, "Mom, let's go to **** together, I love you" with crazy and innocent eyes.

So is this abnormal behavior in the human world?

But at that moment, he was so attracted by the extremely crazy and dangerous beauty of Xiao Youyu's body that he couldn't look away...

Chi Nan didn't understand very well, and shook his head in his heart.

Chi Nan quickly withdrew from his emotions and noticed that the Twilight was not particularly large, with a total of five floors.

Public areas such as restaurants, banquet halls, public bathrooms, gyms, recreation rooms, libraries, and crew rest areas are concentrated on the first and second floors, while guest rooms are mainly concentrated on the third, fourth, and fifth floors. Chi Nanshun photographed the space of the cruise ship. Schematic.

He noticed that the northernmost area of ​​the picture on the first floor was a painting exhibition hall.

Chi Nan is very sensitive to information related to paintings. He also had the mentality to give it a try, and asked the waiter who happened to pass by: "Hello, is the painting exhibition hall open to the outside world now?"

The waiter gave him a stiff smile unique to npc: "Dear guest, you can go to any public area for entertainment during your free time."

"Okay." Chi Nan thanked the waiter and planned to go to the painting exhibition hall as shown.

"Wait a minute, sir," the waiter stopped him suddenly, and then handed him a travel book-like thing with both hands. "This is an introduction to our painting exhibition hall. Maybe you can use it."

"Thank you." Chi Nan accepted the brochure and immediately opened it and flipped through it.

The booklet only briefly introduces the background of the painting exhibition hall, including the date of construction, the scale of the paintings, and the concept that the entire exhibition hall works to convey-death and eternity.

Chi Nan's gaze stayed on the date of the painting exhibition hall for an extra half a second, recording the time point of November 27, 1927.

When he closed the manual and looked up again, the waiter who was standing in front of him was gone, completely gone in the corridor without any fork in the road.

Everything just happened coincidentally as if he happened to be there, guarding Chi Nan to ask questions and then give him the booklet.

At the end of the corridor is a closed red door, locked, and there is a sign for the exhibition hall on the door.

Chi Nan paused in his footsteps, and continued to move forward, intending to see more clearly.

Just a step away from the door, something strange happened. The key turning sounded in the door hole. For a moment, the red door slowly opened, and the lights in the exhibition hall were also lit up, as if specifically welcoming Chi Nan’s arrival. .

He just wanted to take a step on his front foot, and a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Do you want to go in by yourself?"

Chi Nan turned his head and saw Ye Chang standing in the corridor with a bottle of Coke in his hand.

Somehow, this bottle of Coke reminded him of the bottle that the dreamer handed him in a prank at Dawn Base...

Not a pleasant memory.

"Mind if I'm with you?" Ye Chang said again.

"Are you really afraid?" Chi Nan asked.

Ye Chang smiled and quickened his pace to follow up: "I'm not afraid, I actually like these...the things that everyone finds scary."

After a pause, he shoved his glasses in embarrassment: "This is strange to the average person, isn't it?"

"It's a coincidence, me too." As they said, Chi Nan and Ye Chang turned into the exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall is about two hundred square meters, and hundreds of paintings are densely hung on the four walls. The compact layout makes the small exhibition hall seem cramped and depressing.

Of course, the most breathtaking thing is the content of the painting.

Although the content and style of each painting are different, the themes are strangely unified, depicting the process of human death.

Falling from buildings, car accidents, slashing the wrists, hanging, drowning, burying alive...Hundreds of paintings show hundreds of ways to die, some of which are tricky and unheard of.

These deaths, without exception, were drawn vividly and vividly by the painter, and the fear and pain on the faces of the deceased were clearly on the paper.

"Look, there seems to be a string of numbers under each painting."

"19970808, 20011126, 19990223..." Chi Nan looked at the numbers under the paintings one by one. "It looks like it should be the date, maybe the creation time of each painting? But it's not arranged in order."

Ye Chang also looked at the painting: "Maybe it is the time of death of the characters in the painting?"

Chi Nan thought for a while: "Or, the creation time of the painting and the death of the character are the same."

"But how are these paintings created? Why are they placed here again? Do you want to tell us something?" Ye Chang said to himself as he looked at the paintings, "The paintings are all too real and detailed. "

"By the way, Brother Nan, how did you think of coming to the exhibition hall?" Ye Chang asked again.

Chi Nan blinked and lied: "Love art."

Ye Chang: "..."

Chi Nan: "How about you?"

"I'm coming to you." Ye Chang's eyes curled behind the lenses.

"Um?"

"Just now I met a waiter in the corridor. I asked him if he saw you, so he pointed me to the direction of the painting exhibition hall," Ye Chang said sincerely. I also want to follow along."

"Maybe no matter whether I come to the exhibition hall or not, he will point you here."

Chi Nan quickly looked at all the paintings and confirmed that there was nothing he was looking for.

"It seems that there is a missing picture here." Chi Nan walked to the deepest part of the exhibition hall, where an empty picture frame hung, and the painting in the frame was missing.

Ye Chang's gaze followed him and saw obvious scratches under the painting: "The numbers underneath have also been deliberately erased."

Although they know it is an important clue, they still have too little information to make effective inferences.

The two wandered around the death painting exhibition hall for a while, and they did not leave the exhibition hall and walked towards the banquet hall until 7:40.

Black Tea stood at the entrance of the banquet hall and waved to them all the way: "Fuck, I just went to get a dessert, why did you turn your head and disappeared."

"Ah sorry, I went to find Brother Nan..." Ye Chang was embarrassed, "I forgot to tell you when I left."

Of course Black Tea doesn't really care about it: "How about? Have you found any useful clues?"

Chi Nan talked about all the discoveries in the death painting exhibition hall. After listening to the black tea, he was horrified: "Fortunately, what I found is you... normal people should not suffer from the exhibition ptsd..."

Ye Chang said: "The strange phenomena on the Dusk seem to be related to'death' and the'process of death itself.'"

"There is also spirituality." Heicha felt a little hairy when he thought of telling ghost stories on such a ship later.

It's exactly eight o'clock.

The old captain’s vigorous voice sounded in the center of the banquet hall: "Dear guests, thank you for being able to attend the night of the Twilight Horror Story on time. We have prepared drinks and refreshments. I hope you all have a wonderful night."

The sleepwalkers in the banquet hall looked different, and it was the night of horror stories. How could they be wonderful?

"You can sit as you like, but try to be as close as possible to facilitate the exchange of stories." The old captain smiled vigorously and bowed slightly.

Chi Nan sat down in a position where he could not hear the sound. He wanted to sit next to him naturally, but Ye Chang sat down before him, and still looked unaware.

Black Tea can only take a stool and sit on the other side of Chi Nan.

"It's already eight o'clock in the evening, and the sun really shows no sign of setting." Ye Chang looked out the window and said.

Their location was facing a large piece of floor-to-ceiling windows to the west, and the sunset light slanted in from the windows, and the entire banquet hall was plated with red.

Chi Nan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the French window, Ye Chang's position was facing the direction of the light, Chi Nan looked over, Yu Hui outlined his profile.

Because of the angle, Ye Chang's lenses have always reflected light, and even his face has become blurred.

Black Tea said fortunately: "Twilight is better than night, isn't it more terrifying to tell ghost stories in the dark..."

The old captain seemed to have heard their conversation and smiled and said: "Dawn is in the transition between day and night, in fact, it is closer to another world than midnight."

His voice was loud and loud, and the rest of the dream visitors could hear him clearly, and his back was hairy.

The old captain smiled: "Just kidding, get hot."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the cold expressions of many people present, the old captain seemed very satisfied: "I will tell you another legend about the ship."

"There are not many supernatural things at sea. Accidents are always unavoidable during the long journey. There are always careless waiters who are not so careful when cleaning the accident room, or they are not cleaned up in a relatively short time. The next group of passengers found some clues in the cabin."

"The Twilight has floated at sea for nearly a hundred years. Passengers come and go, and those souls who stay on the ship due to various accidents are likely to be trapped in the sea and never leave, staying on the Twilight's journey forever."

Speaking of this, the old captain smiled softly and nostalgic, and the smile made everyone on the scene creepy.

The big wave broke the weird atmosphere, suddenly sneered, took out a white sheet from the brand-name bag and threw it in front of the old captain: "This clue is too conspicuous, should I complain that your service is not in place?"

The old captain picked up the bed sheet and unfolded it. The snow-white cloth was mottled and stained with old blood...

Several newcomers present screamed, but the old captain put his finger to his lips and signaled to keep quiet: "We who live on the sea need to maintain a tacit understanding. Even if we see terrible things, we should not make too much movement. 'they'."

"Because, like'they', we are trapped in the sea and we must respect each other."

The faces of several newcomers were frightened, and they covered their mouths to silence them.

The big wave lit his cigarette and bit his mouth and said: "Even in a supernatural event, I am still on the boat, should I give an explanation for the room service? Can I change rooms?"

The old captain said apologetically: "We are sorry for the unpleasantness caused to you. The sheets will be replaced with clean sheets immediately. As for your need to change rooms, we cannot meet your needs for the time being. On the evening boat, all rooms have been arranged. Temporary replacement is allowed."

The big wave didn't continue to entangle it, and it was an understatement, so he smoked himself.

"This girl is trying out the rules. Before that, she only said that she was not allowed to change the bed without permission, but she didn't say that she could not change the bed because the service was not in place, so she deliberately brought the sheets."

Dark tea is so insightful, so he hurriedly explained it to the newcomer Ye Chang.

Chi Nan: "I guess there are "death marks" in every room. "

Black Tea: "..." He shuddered as he thought of the ashes in his room.

"That's all for me. I will hand over the time to the guests below." The old captain's gaze swept across the sleepwalkers' faces one by one. "Those who tell a wonderful story will be favored by the Dusk and receive rich rewards. ."

As soon as the old captain said this, the old dream visitors understood it, and telling stories is closely related to gaining favorability distribution points.

Everyone who came to complete the task immediately refreshed and began to search for horror stories.

As for telling ghost stories, Black Tea has a huge advantage due to professional relations. He was the first to speak: "When I searched for material before, I heard a real thing, which is very evil."

"About seven or eight years ago, a bus in City Z rushed off the bridge and fell into the river. That night was a rainstorm night, and it was the last bus. The bus was crowded with people. In the end, 72 people were counted as dead, but only recovered. Of the 71 corpses, one female was not found after searching for more than half a month. It may have been swept away by the undercurrent."

He paused, and several dream visitors present here straightened their necks and listened attentively.

"Originally, this incident just passed, but the evil is here. The girl who was swept away has a twin sister. It is said that for a long time, the sister's mobile phone will ring in the middle of the night and there is no caller ID displayed, but if you don't answer it It never stops, it keeps ringing, even if it’s turned off, it doesn’t sound wrong, but there’s nothing on the call log."

"And every time my sister answers the phone, she doesn’t say anything from the other side, but can faintly hear the sound of water flowing. According to the person involved, her ears have followed the water after answering the phone, and her tinnitus has to continue until dawn. Everything is separated by a layer of water."

"Later, that elder sister asked someone to find a professional in metaphysics, and after doing a few ceremonies, she was finally able to hear the message that the younger sister on the phone wanted to convey."

"Later, according to the content of the call, the searchers finally found the sister's body more than 300 kilometers downstream from the location of the accident. The fish had already eaten a few pieces of meat, but the strange thing was that the sister only had bones and stubborn hands. Still holding a broken cell phone..."

The black tea stopped in the most creepy part, and the banquet hall fell silent for a while, and the sound of waves hitting the deck could be faintly heard not far away.

The triplet sister sitting in the corner was particularly ugly. The long black girl tremblingly asked, "That...is it really a phone call from my sister from the bottom of the water?"

Black Tea shrugged: "There is no standard answer to this kind of supernatural incident. Anyway, the body was finally found and the family was sent for cremation."

"Then..." Hei Chang bit his lip and said, "What happened to that sister?"

"This... I don't seem to have heard of my sister's follow-up." Hei Cha scratched his head.

The middle-aged woman on the side came up and said, "I heard that there will be telepathy between your twins and triplets. Is this really the case?"

The three little girls were obviously embarrassed on their faces. The ponytailed girl finally said: "It varies from person to person, we don't have this situation."

"I also know a real thing," the man in the t-shirt said this time, "My mother likes to play mahjong with aunts. I heard a saying, maybe you have also heard it, it's called'four people to the west'."

Chi Nan, who hadn't even touched mahjong, couldn't understand it at all. Fortunately, someone who knew how to do it would explain.

"I've heard of this too," said the aunt who seemed to be a little older. "After the four people draw the cards, the first lap starts with the dealer and each plays a'West', which means that the four will return to the west, which is very unlucky. Yes, if there is another'tube', it will be even more evil."

The cultural shirt nodded: "Yes, yes, my mother had a card friend who played mahjong with someone until dawn. It is said that he played the game and returned to the West. At that time, he still cared a little, but everyone was talking and laughing. After receiving the bad news, the card friend learned that an aunt who played mahjong just now died in a car accident on the way here, or was the big cement truck pressed over and died on the spot..."

"Later, the three remaining poker friends all encountered accidents one after another, and they really returned to the west together..."

After he finished speaking, the air in the cabin suddenly cooled down.

Two middle-aged aunts, look at me and I will look at you. One of them smiled nervously and said: "We always have this kind of legend in the game. In fact, they are all used to scare people. How can we take it seriously."

Another aunt echoed: "Yes, we have played mahjong for so many years, what hasn't happened before? Nothing happened..."

Hey Cha just wanted to say such a flag, it's better not to say it, but when the aunt is very young, she may not understand what the flag means, so she endures it and swallows the words back into her stomach.

Next, inspired by the goodwill of the dream maker, the dream visitors in the banquet hall began to vividly describe the horror stories they knew one by one.

It was almost half past eleven, and only Chi Nan and Ye Chang had not spoken.

"The last two remaining, may I ask which of you to share first?" the old captain asked politely.

Because Chi Nan had no concept of terror, he could only compile one that he thought ‘normal people’ would be afraid of.

"A naughty kid," he was bored at the beginning, his voice was cold and insincere, "I sleep very restlessly, kicking the quilt in the winter night, because this mother has been scolded countless times."

Everyone: "..." Oh.

"I scolded and beaten, so I almost tied him up with a rope. Then my mother really couldn't help but bought him a new quilt."

Everyone: "...?" Is this really a horror story?

"This new quilt is a bit special. If the sleeping people are not covered tightly, then the parts exposed outside the quilt will be cut off." Chinan paused, his voice still did not fluctuate, "so the new quilt was changed. The next day, my mother opened her son’s bedroom and found that the son’s excised limbs and head were neatly arranged next to the bed."

"After... Later?" Black Tea asked.

Chi Nan thought for a while: "Mom sewed up her son and put it back on the bed after a busy day, tightly covered the old quilt, and the new quilt was also washed and sold on the second-hand platform."

Everyone: "...!" Fuck, it sounds ordinary at first, but because the style is too weird, the stamina is really great...Thinking about it is extremely scary.

The old captain nodded with satisfaction: "Then, there is only one guest left in our story tonight."

Everyone turned their eyes to Ye Chang who was sitting quietly.

Ye Chang also smiled uncomfortably: "I shouldn't be considered a horror story, it's probably a hypothesis."

"If the nightmare world we are in now is fictitious, the endless cycle of death, fear, and despair we experience in each instance, but in fact the so-called desire exchange will not help, because we are already dead in our own world. To be able to'live' in the nightmare world, this...should be more terrifying than a horror story."

Ye Chang calmly talked about his conjecture, and the dream visitors present were not very good.

"That means we might all be dead, so we were invited to the nightmare world?"

"You're like "Terror Cruise"... it's terrible..."

"By the way, this movie also happened to be on a cruise ship..."

"Student Ye, you are also a member of the Dream Visitor, don't scare yourself so much," Black Tea patted Ye Chang's shoulder, soothing the other party and comforting herself, "How can it be of no avail? You see Chi Nan's eyes are exchange wishes. An example of reaching the pinnacle of life."

Ye Chang smiled mildly as usual: "I know, this is not a story, don't take it seriously."

But the power of the subconscious always overrides the reason. Many times when you know that you can't take it seriously, the subconscious can't help but doubt it.

The same is true of fear. I usually tell myself not to be afraid. I tend to be more afraid.

A cruise ship story will come down, most dream visitors have left a horrible shadow in their subconscious, even the red light with the setting sun seems to be stained with blood.

According to the rules, everyone went back to their room to rest after the story meeting ended.

Several old dreamers seem to be more nervous than newcomers, and often the first night is the most dangerous one, because they don’t know the rules and there are many things that can’t be avoided. All they can do is to control their emotions as much as possible and keep their awake values ​​at a relatively low level.

After the first night, many potential clues will be revealed.

Chi Nan and Hei Cha said goodbye in the corridor, and locked their doors after entering the house.

Chi Nan was too sleepy, with water mist in his green eyes, and lay directly on the bed after washing.

Ye Chang was a little embarrassed: "Brother Nan, I may have to review late later, will it make you sleep?"

Chi Nan shook his head: "If you don't wake me up, you are free."

He is very knowledgeable and confident about his sleep.

"But if..." Ye Changhua didn't finish speaking, turning his head, he found that Chi Nan had breathed evenly and fell asleep.

He was startled, then smiled, took off his glasses and put them on the table, walked slowly to Chi Nan's bed, and looked at him quietly for a moment.

Their house was facing the west, and sunlight shone into the house unreservedly, falling on Chi Nan's quiet sleeping face.

His fingers lightly touched Chi Nan's eyelids, and Chi Nan's tears ooze out unknowingly, sliding down the corner of his eyes onto the bridge of his nose.

As if seeing something interesting, Ye Chang squatted down, squinting his eyes slightly, and before Chi Nan's tears rolled down the pillow, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it off for him.

Although I watched it countless times in the surveillance, the feeling of tears falling asleep next to him is still very different.

It can be touched and it is warm.

"Thank you, I think I am likable."

He just moved his lips silently, neatly folded the handkerchief with Chi Nan's tears, and put it into his pocket.

Then draw the curtains: "Good night."