Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

247 The end is the beginning 3

When Zhenjiang and I left, what happened to the corpses that crawled out of the freezer was reminiscent of the pupation of worms. (Reading Network) Looking back now, the color of the silk cocoons and the structure of the tumor area are very consistent, which gives me a bad hunch whether these bodies will become that kind of shell when they hatch out of the cocoon again. A monster that is as hard as a dead soldier?

Are the experiments implied by the death certificates of the three special corpses the study of the manufacturing technology of dead soldiers?

If you put it in the past, you might be able to suppress such thoughts, but in that huge tumor area, I have seen too many products born after the cracking and application of the technology of the ruling bureau. I ’m not a researcher, so I ca n’t tell how far there is a gap between the surreal technology and the technology of the ruling bureau in this place-the rapid narrowing of this gap makes me feel that the end of the illusion is beyond imagination. Speed ​​and reality coincide.

There is only one year left before 1999, which is predicted by the end of the world. For ordinary people who have not touched the illusion of the end of the world, the reality is still running smoothly and orderly in the past. Before I came to this town, although I also experienced many incredible adventures, and also worried about the blur of the situation, I always felt that people still have time. The stalemate of the three major organizations will make people spend a less stable year in 1999, but at least see no signs of the world's demise in a year, but now I am beginning to be uncertain.

This world takes only one year from normal to collapse? This joke is not funny at all. The things exposed in this small town are vaguely disturbing, and I hope this is just my unfounded illusion.

The situation in the morgue was not as bad as I imagined. It can even be said that it was surprisingly calm. The gray-white cocoons broke through a big mouth, which was once a corpse, and now things that do not know what came out of it, but now they do not know where to go. The hollow cocoon shells and the silk threads connecting each other like a spider web, or a stack of thick cotton wool, spread from the freezer on both sides of the floor to the ceiling, forming a nest after insects spawn.

The air in the entire room was condensed and saturated with moisture, and hoarfrost formed in many places. At a glance, all the lattices of the freezer were opened, and there was nothing left except the three bodies still lying on the bed. When we walked out of the dark door of the freezer, we could clearly see the white gas exhaled from our mouths.

The temperature is probably close to zero. My skin has a goose bump, and after losing my protective clothing, only Marso, who is dressed in cool underwear, is trembling, and only Zhenjiang in his coat looks a little unusual. There is no literary novel network.

The weird changes in the morgue are confusing, but at this time, anyone will be eager to stay away from all danger. I asked Marceau to remove the cocoon of the body of the seal security agent and Father Sisen, and pulled out his dagger and came to the door, cutting off the sticky wire above, trying to close the door leading to the corridor. Although we have to go out sooner or later to find the way back, although this room is cold and humid, people do not want to stay for a while, but just out of the magic domain, the future is very bad, maybe this room can only provide temporary security.

Although I said something like "There must be a road before the mountain" when comforting Marceau, in fact, my heart was also uneasy, but I hung a satisfied expression on my face, because in this room Only me is a man who can run and jump. Although Marceau still had a smile on her face, the smile was full of relief. She sat on the ground with her shoulders, staring at Zhenjiang who was muttering beside her.

The next moment, her smile stiffened and her face was pale.

"Marceau?"

However, without Marceau ’s opening, I also felt that the ground was producing an unnatural vibration, as if something was to be drilled from below. Immediately afterwards, the side of the freezer that served as a dark door began to beat, making a burst of noise. Marceau and I looked at each other, and they pulled up Zhenjiang, Cocoon, and Sealed Father Sisen, away from that place. I don't know what it is that I want to come out of the dark door. After the destruction of the tumor area, there is nothing left. Maybe those mosaics are beginning to erode this space. In either case, I don't think there will be any good things.

"It's not right, open the door quickly," Marceau cried.

Without her mentioning, I have already done so. However, the door was unexpected, as if it had been locked from the outside. I shook the door handle vigorously, and even cut it with a dagger, but in vain. This door became unexpectedly hard, even hard to describe. The unique feeling that it cannot be opened and destroyed is like the gates and windows to the outside in the church-like hall of this mental hospital, just A pinned dead background.

No choice. I took a step forward, blocking Marceau behind me, staring intently at the secret door. The floor that can move up and down seems to be covered with mosaics, and it becomes less clear. This wonderful phenomenon quickly swallowed the soldiers ’bodies on the floor, and the air in the entire door began to become blurred and turbid. As transparent as before.

My heart almost mentions the throat and eyes, and the phenomenon of abnormal spread that accompanied the destruction of the tumor area does not seem to be irresistible at all by humans.

Unexpectedly, these mosaic aberrations did not spread beyond the dark door as if they were blocked by an invisible wall. They could only continue to accumulate in place, becoming more chaotic and rich. Suddenly, the mosaic-filled space began to distort, as if two forces of pros and cons were facing each other, twisting, normal, and then twisting, and then returning to normal, and so on. After a few breaths, the power to maintain the normal state fell into defeat, and the mosaic space behind the dark door burst into a vortex.

The translucent vortex slowly turned, and a small figure emerged hazyly, and there was no process of lifting the foot out of the dark door. Just blinking his eyes, he realized that he was already standing indoors.

A boy wearing a white patient coat.

Marceau's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but no sound could be heard. Because this child is the Sauron we have seen many times, not the strange human body "Sauron" in the tumor area, nor the final security guard "Sauron", but the ghost-like boy "Sauron" that I saw first. ".

"Oh, my God, you didn't die in the novel." Marceau whispered, a look of surprise on his face. She seemed to want to rush up, although I also had a lot of words to ask the boy in front of me, but a cautious mentality made me subconsciously stop Marceau.

Marceau looked at me with surprise and doubt.

"He is Sauron, he didn't die in the novel."

"I know." I said, "I never thought he would die. He was a prophet and part of this world."

"Prophet? What are you talking about?" Marceau had difficulty understanding, because she didn't understand the basic structure of this temporary data hedge space.

In the information we obtained, the four elements needed to form a complete temporary data hedge space are also the four most important sacrifices: cornerstone, master, guard and prophet. In the inferences so far, in this temporary data hedge space, Erin ’s husband Munch is the cornerstone, Erin is the master, and the guards are unclear. The giant hand that appeared, and Sauron was a prophet.

Although Sauron has been playing a role against Irene for the past ten years, as a prophet, since he exists in this temporary data hedging space, and has developed extraordinary technologies such as tumor area, body and security guard, etc. It can be regarded as having fallen into Irene's hub.

However, these things have no time to explain to Marceau.

The tumor area has been destroyed, representing the final security guards and structural giants of Sauron and Irene, respectively. Now Sorren, who misses his physical state, once again crossed the dark abyss like the boundary of death, returned to the temporary data hedge space, and lost his last place, he is like a red lamb. .

The missing body Sauron will not die, because he is a prophet, this temporary data hedge space needs him. And I also need his strength. Before he appeared, I didn't even know when and where he would appear. However, he is standing in front of me now, this is our last hope and luck.

The things that will happen next have already floated in my mind. Although Irene did not appear in front of my eyes, I still feel the martial arts. The Nineth Heaven's Strongest Abandoning the Young Da Zhou Royal Family Will Kill the God God Seal Throne at Night The God of Creation will kill the God of the Immortal Throne in the night to seek the devil. The closed doors and high walls are completely insecure.

"Let's go out" I yelled at the missing body Sauron. "If you can still do it."

The missing body in the form of a boy Sauron didn't reply from Ranwen.com. He was as if he had encountered it for the first time. His eyes were as calm as water, and he gently lifted his lips as if to say something. The calm expression suddenly became painful. His body floated, which was not what he wanted, because I saw with his own eyes the effort to press down the body, even if the heel was lifted, the toes also tried to stick to the ground, however, as if there was an invisible rope holding him Tied his hands and pulled upwards, hanging his body in midair, like a prisoner about to be sentenced.

A series of black loops emerged from the bottom of his feet and quickly spread upwards along his body. It seemed that there were countless wires drilling up from under his skin, and his face began to swell up, and his bones also became soft. Marceau was terrified and fell to the ground as soon as his feet were soft. The boy opened his mouth and seemed to spit out something. In the silent morgue, I seemed to hear a tragic and painful wailing.

The air is so cold, but it gives a feeling of boiling, the light is distorted, and the surrounding scenery is like a mirage.

I grabbed Marceau's arm and lifted her from the ground. A huge airflow began to occur in the morgue, and soon it turned into a tornado with thick arms that could be seen visually, drilling into the rotating dark door space. The bed and the corpse were drawn into the vortex of the dark door by this suction in a blink of an eye. They disappeared all at once. The three of us held hands and firmly grasped the freezer beside them to stabilize our body. The cocoon of the body of the security agent and the body of Father Sisen have been completely suspended, and the pulling power from them is getting more and more heavy, and it seems to be going away at any time.

"Sauron saves us" I squeezed loudly, squeezing my last vital capacity.

Marceau also screamed hysterically, but was soon blown away by the wind, her mouth filled with the wind, her cheeks bulging, and she could no longer make any sound. She had broken off a shoulder strap in her underwear, and suddenly detached from her body, swallowed by the whirlpool behind the door.

Our body also began to float away from the ground, our feet lifted involuntarily in the direction of the vortex.

"Damn, Sauron, you have failed ..." My shout heard from my ears, and seemed to blow away less than ten centimeters from my ears, and I could hear nothing but wind. The human voice, but I still shouted unwillingly, "You must send us out ... **** ... we still have a chance ..."

The boy who was forced to raise his head as if strangled by an invisible noose seemed to hear my voice and pressed his head down. Under the skin, there seemed to be countless earthworms writhing in their faces, and a little bit of black gas was extinguishing, almost covering up all of his facial features, and it was extremely appalling.

He managed to raise his right hand towards us, and the patient's robe was tightly wrapped around his body under the tears of the wind, and his lips squirmed. It seemed to be saying something. I had listened very hard to listen, but the only thing that got into my ears was mania Wind.

At the next moment, there seems to be some change in the field of view ~ www.readwn.com ~ It seems to be a flash of TV station channel switching. Although it is the same scenery, there are indeed different places.

Immediately afterwards, the field of vision flashed again. This time, the change was more obvious, and I suddenly realized that the distance between myself and Sauron seemed to have become farther.

The boy's face was raised again, and a strong white light erupted from his mouth and eyes, as if a fire was burning in his body, and the accumulated heat spewed out irresistibly. The particles of light continue to spread around. Soon, everything in front of him fell into a white cloud, and he could not see anything.

The visual field flickered for the third time, as if a huge electric current had broken through the capacitor, and the light of the screen faded to a point in the blink of an eye, and finally fell completely into darkness.

The horrible suction disappeared, and everything in his hand disappeared.

I can't feel any touch, I can feel the existence of myself, but I don't have a body, and I just feel that I'm falling continuously.

However, this familiar sense of falling made my heart fall back into my chest.

Wake up, I want to wake up I shouted to myself in my heart.