The people outside were tapping slowly and patiently.
Boom...
The low sound filled the night and reached William's ears clearly...
Boom...
The knocking on the door was mixed with the pounding of the heartbeat, and the knocks seemed to be knocking on William's heart.
William stared at the door.
The previous fear made him immediately realize that it was not harassment, and that the danger was indeed coming. Although he did not know the origin of the danger, he could have been more vigilant and thought about how the situation in Bufu would develop.
Demand gets a head start on the coming crisis.
However, when the sense of crisis brought by the vague clues suddenly turned into a real danger, the huge impact turned into an almost substantial force that almost crushed him. He didn't take any chances and thought that
This kind of temptation is a misunderstanding.
If there is no deadbolt on the door, you just need to push it open gently, and people from outside can come in at any time.
William knew in his heart that an ordinary door could not withstand the attack of the monster outside, especially if there was no door bolt!
He didn't know what kind of thing was outside. In the darkness, the very vague noises at night would be amplified, and the knocking on the door was like the devil in hell calling him.
Sweat broke out in his legs, but the geologist who had gone through many things calmed down at this time.
Although William was just an ordinary scholar who didn't know anything at the beginning, he has made it all the way up to now. In just a few days, he has already encountered more than most investigators will experience in a lifetime.
Looking to the east, his brain was running rapidly, analyzing the situation in front of him.
The captain had warned him not to ask for the door to be opened at night.
Captain Lyndon had arrived there three days ago, and he probably knew more about Innsmouth than he did. And as an experienced expedition leader, he would not casually give an unreliable warning.
Especially, if it is very dangerous there, the captain will not trust ordinary people to settle here.
After all, apart from him, there were many other people in the Gilman Hotel who were settled there.
That room was indeed very old, and it didn't even have a latch on the door. I just wish someone from outside could come in without knocking on the door so obediently.
Does that mean that just by being in the room, there is no danger for the time being?
Then why?
Some kind of rule?
Is it because of other reasons? Is it related to the strange continent they came from?
Did people in other rooms hear it?
Could it be said that he was the only one who noticed that strange sound?
His thoughts were like lightning, and William made many guesses in his mind, but there was no accurate basis to confirm his guesses.
He looked around the room. Among his luggage was a double-barreled shotgun he had purchased in Boston. After all, when he encountered the rotten monster before, he suffered a big loss because he had no weapons.
Of course, those ordinary guns are ineffective compared to those outside.
He also wanted to ask for Ms. Ellis's mysterious rune gun, like Captain Yongzhibo, but he was very embarrassed. He had no idea how he obtained those guns...
I don’t know if it will be useful to find a church and soak in holy water...
William could not be sure what was outside, how much was there, whether the gunpowder would work or not, and the fear of the unknown shrouded the oppressive room.
He took out the double-barreled shotgun and stared at the door with the gun in hand.
No door can be opened now under any circumstances.
"Who's out there?"
He asked in a low voice and looked at the door with vigilance.
There was a sound outside that was similar to a grunt squeezed out of the throat, or a sound like the sound of a fish blowing bubbles. The words seemed to be in English, but they didn't seem to be in English.
William was completely unable to confirm what was being said outside, or else the tone of voice made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He wasn't even sure whether the wrong party could listen to Minghong's English.
"Get out of there quickly!"
He scolded in a serious tone and tightened his grip on the double-barreled shotgun in his arms.
Boom... boom...
There were two more knocks on the door.
People outside didn't know if they heard his words, but it was obvious that it didn't want to leave.
William did not open the door and fought with it.
Don't open the door.
He warned himself.
Can you just wait there helplessly? Ms. Ellis outside is not in good condition. As for Professor Wilson, he has not even seen him since he woke up!
The small, unbarred room seemed to have become a cage, imprisoning the unlucky William.
Outside the not-so-airtight room, William felt suffocated.
He has to find a way!
Since the door cannot be opened, is there another way to get out of there?
William shifted his gaze to the window that had just been opened.
…………
He clawed hard at the window sill and leaned out of the window. The wind carried the smell of fish from nowhere. The smell outside was much worse than inside the house.
William wanted to know why they couldn't seem to get away from the seafood along the way.
Those fish and seafood are always lingering on their way forward, lingering like a haze.
Whether it's fish that have turned into rotten flesh and slime, or whether it's a strange continent filled with fish carcasses, similar monsters are now stumbling on the streets.
William took a deep breath and forced himself not to think about those messy things.
He stepped carefully on the bump outside the hotel, trying to focus on his feet.
There happened to be a balcony to the east of his room. Although it looked dilapidated, it could provide him with a place to stay.
Putting the barrel of the gun in his belt, William spent a lot of effort and finally climbed to the balcony on the east floor.
The balcony was full of mud and garbage, which made people frown, but the windows there were actually wide open.
William didn't want to break into that room. He wanted to find Ellis or Captain Lyndon as soon as possible, so he casually glanced inside.
But when he saw the sleeping person on the bed next to the window, the geologist instantly lost his calm.
That turned out to be his friend, Howard Wilson!
For a moment, he was almost stunned in surprise.
Fortunately, he calmed down soon and stared at Professor Wilson outside the window.
Professor Wilson slept very restlessly, tossing and turning in bed, curled up into a ball, and his body was shivering.
He hugged himself tightly, like a baby, as if seeking an illusory sense of security.
His lips were moving, as if he was constantly mumbling something.