Mark opened his eyes, feeling as if his soul was being affected by the aftertaste of a nightmare, and he woke up with extremely strong heart palpitations.
He was sweating profusely, holding his hands as his heart beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and looked around in panic.
He was sitting in the corner, and with the dim moonlight coming in from the window, what he could see was a dark room that could be summed up as "shabby".
He moved his left foot slightly, and the old cabinet he touched immediately made a heart-shaking "squeak" scream, which made him frown.
In addition to the shabby furniture that looks quite European, there are also walls that are so moldy that they seem to break if touched. In the entire brick-and-wood structure house, the air is filled with the musty smell of decay, and the surrounding environment has a clear impact on Mark.
It tells how long ago this building was abandoned.
Through the gap in the window made of rotten wood, you can see the traces left by time on the bricks and tiles on the opposite eaves, with a large number of dark red vines clinging to them. In the dark place where the moonlight cannot shine, with the night breeze
When blown, they are like a large group of poisonous snakes, secretly squirming their disgusting bodies.
Some fragmentary memory fragments flooded into the brain——
The owner of this body is also named Mark, Mark Destiny, the son of an ordinary mid-level officer who died in the Wright Empire. With a relatively generous pension, he studied occult studies at the national Mistry University.
Subject, junior year.
If he wants to, he can either become a lady's pretty boy because he is handsome, or rely on his father's paternal influence to sneak into the mysterious department of the military that studies [weird] phenomena, work as a civilian, wait for death, and be stable.
Live your life safely.
This time it was more like an internship before graduation. He was encouraged by a few new adventurer 'friends' tonight and followed him to explore this ancient castle located in a mountainous area more than 30 kilometers west of the city.
Something happened not long after I came in.
The original owner didn't know what kind of scary thing he saw, but he was frightened to death.
Mark, who occupied the magpie's nest, was in such a chaotic state.
By the moonlight, he checked his equipment... Surprisingly, he was wearing a set of close-fitting leather armor. Although there were many fancy decorations on it, when he pulled it, it felt strong. The leather armor was
There is also a piece of metal armor on the chest, which is thin and hard, but also has a faint sacred aura.
He found a revolver on the ground with his left hand. This was an oversized old-fashioned revolver, weighing at least three kilograms. It was so heavy that lifting it was like holding a dumbbell.
The complicated golden patterns on it show its high value.
The remaining warmth on the barrel told him that the gun had been fired not long ago.
I fumbled to open the roller magazine and found that there was only the last bullet left in it.
This was all his weapons. There should have been a sword, because he found an empty scabbard on the belt around his waist...
As far as the eye can see, the ground is in a mess, and at the far end there is a dilapidated cabinet with a dilapidated wooden door firmly pressed against it, which clearly tells how panicked the former owner of this body was after entering the room.
Looking at this old room with no way to escape, Mark instinctively felt something bad.
At this moment, something fell out of the pocket of his clothes.
Picking it up and looking at it, Mark was stunned.
"This is……"
Suddenly smiled bitterly!
It was a twenty-sided dice that ordinary people would not use. Before Mark traveled through time, he used it to play "Dungeons and Dragons" with his friends.
I still remember the game last night. He threw 10 full 20 points in a row and killed everyone. His friends laughed and scolded him for cheating. As a result, while joking, he posted his experience of being extremely lucky on Station B.
The title is clearly "I am extremely lucky tonight. As long as I get 100,000 likes, I will travel to another world."
This was purely a joke, but I didn’t expect that within an hour, it would receive 100,000 likes. The sentence with the most comments was “Helping every dream of life and death”!
Hey, I wonder if this is an outrageous time travel?
Just when he picked up the crystal dice that traveled with him, the originally unclear moonlight dimmed, and the shadows of the furniture in the room bathed in moonlight suddenly lengthened.
The surrounding light and shadow kept flickering, and in the next second, most of the light between the sky and the earth disappeared, leaving only three-quarters of the door panel. The black gap was dark and quiet, like the mouth of a vicious beast that chooses people to eat.
Mark found a kerosene lamp, dug out the skills engraved in his memory, and lit it with an old-fashioned lighter. The flickering dim light illuminated a small area in front, and the dust raised seemed to be jumping to welcome visitors.
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Mark, who has watched countless horror movies, quickly made a decision: "Damn it! You can't stay in this room."
He didn't believe in the rubbish legend about getting under the covers to ward off ghosts.
After putting away the revolver and dice, he opened the cabinet and pushed open the dusty door. The long "squeaking" sound spread far and wide in the night sky.
Behind the door is a stone staircase, which is a cylindrical spiral stairwell.
Mark was in trouble. He felt very confused. The upward movement seemed to lead to the Louis XVI Happy Platform, and the downward movement seemed to be bottomless and straight to hell.
His intuition told him that no matter which way he went, he would be dancing among the fangs of a sleeping dragon.
"It's too quiet..."
Just as he was hesitating, a shrill scream suddenly came from about twenty meters above his head.
"ah--"
That kind of desperate roar that was full of fear of the unknown and the indescribable. A chill ran from the soles of Mark's feet to his scalp, causing goosebumps all over his body. Mark's face turned pale with fright.
Someone was killed!?
Uh, you know that something is going on up there but you still rush there to watch the fun?
I'm not a stupid roe deer!
No matter, run now!
Without thinking any more, Mark ran away towards the stone steps extending underground.
The light was dim, the darkness deprived him of his perception of the distance, and the monotonous footsteps blurred his sense of time and distance.
All he knew was to run away from the place where the screams came from as quickly as possible.
Just when he was running so wildly that his consciousness was a little blurry, he heard a crackling sound coming from the outer wall of the stone stairs.
Something was running down the outer wall of the stairwell very quickly.
Even if you think about it with your buttocks, it is definitely not a good thing to be able to walk on the outer wall like a flat ground!
Theoretically, he could still return to the house he just came from, but ignoring the so-called retreat behind him, Mark continued rushing forward without hesitation.
The further he ran down, the colder the air became. He ran so fiercely that the air that filled his lungs felt like freezing air at zero degrees.
The surrounding light completely dimmed, and there was no longer a transom for the moonlight to penetrate into the stairwell.
After running countless laps, the stairs suddenly came to an end.
The strange being running wildly on the outer wall of the stairwell seemed to have hit the ground, or was blocked from pursuing Mark and let out a depressed roar.
"Ouch——"
At this moment, a human scream representing fear and despair suddenly came out from not far away.
"Ugh!"
"ah--"
I don’t know who else was killed.
The sound came from afar, and Mark didn't know what it was. He only knew that if he didn't run away, he would be no different from a supporting character in a horror movie - he would be dead.
Facing the darkness ahead, he subconsciously raised his kerosene lamp high.
The light spread slightly and cast into the distance, covering the wooden door frames of the underground passages, and long shadows were drawn on the door frames.
This is a very typical European dungeon wooden door.
The broken stone tiles under his feet made it difficult for Mark to walk.
Suddenly, a cold white light appeared in the gap of a dungeon door ahead.
Mark thought to himself: Damn it!
His heart was beating wildly, and the excitement in his blood caused by the rush just now had not yet subsided. He tried hard to calm down his breath, slowly approached, and sneaked a peek into the gap.
With the light in the middle of the hall, you can see that this is a place similar to a dance hall.
It was obvious that no one had visited the ballroom for a long time, and even the dust floating in the air had stagnated.
Among the ruins, there is a shocking scene.
So many pieces!
There are not only a large number of human bones, but also fragments of furniture. They seem to have been cut by a laser knife, and every fracture is sharp and neat.
Taking a step back, Mark saw the scene that made him hesitate the most - he didn't notice it at first, but when he picked up the lamp and took a closer look, he saw that at the entrance of the dungeon were actually two sacred objects made of bronze, with two protrusions on them.
Big eyeball relief.
Due to the age, the holy objects that once shone as brightly as gold are now all dull patina. Coupled with the burnt grease residue left in the groove next to it, and the seal carved on the copper pillar, no one in this world will recognize the God of Light.
Even if he is unlearned and unskilled like the original dead ghost Mark, he knows that this holy object is probably the most common evil-suppressing holy object in the world [Eye of Light].
Since it is the classic evil-suppressing mode, there...
If he had a choice, even if he killed Mark, he would not enter a place that looked like a boss room at first glance. Unfortunately, the sound of a wooden door or window being opened came from a distance, and the sound of continuous and heavy footsteps came from afar.
It broke into Mark's ears very close.
Without any further hesitation, Mark opened the door and rushed in. In his nervousness, he did not forget to lock the door bolt again.
As you get closer to the middle of the ballroom, not only are there many broken pieces, but the hard marble floor tiles are also covered with horizontal and vertical cut marks.
After a comparison, the widest part can easily fit his index finger.
"Gu."
Subconsciously swallowing his saliva, Mark was not too sure. He instinctively realized that the culprit of all this should be the thing that looked like a square altar in the middle of the ballroom——
Following the reflector on the top of the ballroom, the cold silver moonlight formed a beam of light, like a high lamp projected on the booth.
It was a rectangular music box about the size of a lunch box!
This music box has an extremely delicate and simple shape. There is an old-fashioned metal knob next to the ebony base.
There are two circular tracks on the top of the box, one is empty, and there is an exquisite little doll on the other track.
Calling it a doll is a bit inappropriate.
Different from the fixed-action puppets on ordinary music boxes, this two-knuckle-high, metallic female humanoid object can be called a figure-level puppet.
The matchstick-thick arms and long legs are connected with movable metal joints.
She has short shoulder-length silver hair and wears a ethereal white ballet dress, with several white silk ties swaying around her shoulders.
What is heart-stopping is the face of the female puppet: three-quarters of it is made of unknown material, like a delicate face made of silicone, and the sunken part of the left forehead has an extremely realistic human bone structure. The glass eyeball seems to be inlaid with
With a small sapphire as the eye pupil.
But those bulging eyes make people feel extremely frightened and weird. Just glancing at them makes you feel like you are in a trance that you can't look away from.
It's a pity that dust is falling from the decaying ceiling in the hall...
‘It’ is coming.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
This is a heartbeat that is so intense that it cannot be calmed down!
Look around and don't hesitate.
Mark quickly put down the kerosene lamp and crawled on his hands and knees under a red chaise longue with one corner broken off.
Sliding into this gap, which is about 40 centimeters high, I felt like I was the old man next door.
As the banging sound of the ballroom door being knocked open came, Mark knew:
It has really come.
"Mark...Mark...it's okay. That monster...was beaten away by me...come out..." The murmuring voice was hoarse with a different tone. It was clear that the voice came from the gate, but it seemed to come from
A ghostly illusion.
"Bata! Bahta!"
There was a very strange sound of footsteps, and it felt like there were more than one pair of feet coming.
Mark's nerves were instantly tense to the extreme. He recognized the voice of one of his adventure companions. What was it called?
"You... don't need to hide... I know... you are here..."
The footsteps were also mixed with the faint sound of liquid dripping on the ground. As a thick smell of blood spread, Mark, who was hiding under the chair, suddenly shrank his pupils to the extreme.
Is anyone looking for it, are you moved?
Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!
Through the dim kerosene light that rippled on the ballroom floor, a pair of bloody palms and half of a pale arm entered Mark's field of vision.
The opponent is lying on all fours, and it feels like his chest is almost touching the floor;
Immediately, its chin slowly appeared in Mark's field of vision.
He subconsciously held his breath.
No, the extreme tension and fear made him completely forget that he was still breathing at this moment, and he just stared at the other person's chin that kept moving down.
Then, there are the lower lip, upper lip, which are white to blue, and the tip of the nose like a hook.
A little bit further down, a little bit further down...
Just a little more...
Mark can see this thing's face.
Of course, this also means that the other party can also see him under the chaise longue.
Mark knew that if he had just a moment longer, he would be seen and caught, but he just didn't dare to look away.
At the moment when he was so frightened that his heart and lungs almost stopped,
The face suddenly began to rise, and its upper lip, lower lip, and chin disappeared from Mark's field of vision one after another.
The footsteps left the chaise longue and left the ballroom, getting farther and farther away.
It's gone.
Mark finally realized that he seemed to have been holding his breath for a long time, opened his mouth, and began to take big mouthfuls of air silently.
I felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen in my brain, and tears flowed from the corners of my eyes unconsciously.
Such a grown man almost wanted to cry.
Before time travel, he had never worried about anything. When he was studying, his biggest worry every day was which girl he should agree to go out on a date with tonight. When he was playing basketball, he couldn't hear the referee's whistle because there were too many girls making noise on the sidelines.
As long as he doesn't openly commit crimes, he can do whatever he wants.
There were countless opportunities placed in front of him, but he didn't know how to cherish them.
Now?
Whatever you do is fine, just don't stay in this damn world for one more second.
Just when he was cursing his fate and congratulating himself on surviving the disaster, a pale and ferocious face suddenly came into view.
Half of its face has been pulled away, revealing its scarlet eye sockets, bulging cheek muscles, and half of its gums.