What appeared in front of everyone's eyes were five dark cells, which were no different from other empty cells. Only the new bars set off the darkness behind them.
The smell is strong.
There is no sound.
There was no movement.
nobody?
Everyone looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
Ricky patted the absent-minded Samuel on the shoulder. The latter seemed to be in a dream and slowly came back to his senses.
At this moment.
"ah"
A heavy and long sigh came out from the darkness of one of the cells, with a hint of laziness.
"Brie, are you snoring again?"
The lazy voice chewed a few times, as if it had just woken up: "It's fucking louder than thunder..."
Hearing this voice, Samir's whole body trembled.
There was a sound of a human body turning over in the darkness.
Everyone looked at each other and held their breath.
It's people.
living person.
Samir's raised steps stopped, as if hesitating between moving forward and stopping for a long time.
He stared blankly at the darkness ahead, the torch in his hand shaking slightly.
Seeing Samuel's strange behavior, Ricky and Clay looked at each other.
The driller frowned tightly, while Russell was confused.
Soon, there was a muffled sound from another cell, as if someone had punched the wall hard.
Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes and look into the darkness in another cell.
A desolate male voice was heard: "Hahahaha, it sounds like thunder can be heard here..."
Hearing this careless voice, Samir was shocked again, and his whole body began to tremble.
The prisoners in the darkness and stench were silent for a while.
The first lazy voice sounded again: "By the way, what does the sound of thunder sound like? Do any of you still remember it?"
The desolate voice hummed, dragging out a long nasal sound, seeming to be pondering.
"Of course, listen up, Naki, the sound of thunder is like this," the desolate voice began to exhale, and imitated vividly: "Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Puff..."
Two cells away, several different laughters came from the darkness of the other three cells.
Thales could feel that there were about five to six people there.
Some of these laughters are sad, some are dull, and some are thick, but without exception, they all make people feel depressed.
"Fuck you, Tardin," the lazy voice laughed, and the prisoner named Naki sarcastically said:
"This is obviously the sound of you and Brie secretly fucking the wall at night..."
The desolate voice seemed to be amused by himself, and laughed wildly: "Fuck the wall, hahaha, fuck the wall, hahahahahahahahaha."
Tardin's laughter was very long and strange, but Thales felt an inexplicable mania from it.
and desolate.
At this moment, a third voice sounded from the third cell.
"Ahhh... you are very proud, aren't you, Naki, Tardin?"
Thales frowned: This was like the dissatisfied roar of a wild beast.
Naki and Tardin's laughter slowly died away.
Compared to the laziness of the first voice and the desolation of the second voice, the third voice is sharp and mean, rather eerie.
It reminds me of a predator lurking in the dark, gnashing his teeth and claws.
"But I know you can't hide it from me. I know..." The speaker gritted his teeth, as if he had witnessed something unbearable.
silence.
"Ah," Tardin, who had just laughed wildly, snorted, seeming to be quite disdainful:
"Oh, here we go again, Nai, our logistics officer."
The next second, the eerie voice suddenly broke into a high-pitched voice: "Yes! I know, Naki, Tardin, you two are talkative and talk about boring dialogues every day. In fact, they are all secret codes, right?"
"What are you planning!"
Boom!
The sound of fists hitting the wall could be heard in the darkness.
I heard this man named "Nai" beating the wall and saying hysterically:
"You must be planning secretly, you want to kill me... Yes, that must be the case, you, you, yes, you, across the cell, want to annoy me to death with endless trash talk, and then you can monopolize the supplies,
You can survive until that day...it must be like this! It must be!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Nai's pounding on the wall became louder and louder, and he seemed to be doing whatever it took.
"I tell you, you are delusional! No one can deprive me of my rights, no one can! Delusion! I want to kill you, I want to kill you before you do it."
Nai's crazy roar echoed in the hall, filled with sorrow and hatred.
Outside the cell, Clay scratched his ears in embarrassment.
Everyone looked at each other nervously, but Ricky raised his hand to stop their actions and stared at Samir's back.
But Samir just listened quietly, motionless
Amidst the curses that came back and forth, the lazy Naki laughed and whistled rhythmically.
Nai's curse paused slightly.
Immediately afterwards, a melodious song sounded in the darkness:
"The boy rides a horse, the girl carries a basket, they meet by chance on the roadside, and they fall in love at first sight~"
"At that time, the stars were shining brightly at night, and the breeze was blowing softly, and the young man murmured in a low voice: When I am rich all over the world, I hope you will love me deeply~"
Unconsciously, the curses became quieter.
Naki has a good sense of rhythm. This ditty could be heard faintly in the darkened cell, mixed in with Nye's curses, and the sound was crisp and clear.
"The king is old, and the woman carries the staff. See you again in another year, and the years are ruthless~"
"At that time, the dead leaves were falling, and the sun was setting. The old woman sighed: You are rich in the world, how can you be so affectionate?"
Slowly, as Naji's singing faded, Nye's curses also disappeared.
Only the sound of huffing and puffing was left.
Nai snorted angrily, and then there was the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.
The darkness in the five cells returned to silence again.
But Samir remained motionless, silently staring at the darkness in front of him.
Only the firelight in his hand trembled slightly.
Soon, another timid voice trembled in the air:
"Naki, it's not..."
This person is either born with a fine voice, or he is really timid. I just heard him say in a broken voice, "No, no..."
Naki sighed in the darkness, and said lazily in a coaxing tone: "What's the matter, Cannon?"
"That's not, that's not..."
"Not what?"
Cannon trembled and said, "That's not the sound of thunder, let alone Brie's snoring. I know that's not..."
He sounded extremely frightened:
"That's...that's the sound of the Iron Curtain opening..."
Everyone, including Thales, was shocked: the people in the cell noticed them.
Cannon's voice continued, but gradually changed its tone:
"They, they are coming, they are coming, they are coming to drag us out and behead us, for our sins, for our dereliction of duty, for our lack of repentance, for our selfishness...ah! They are coming
, it’s coming...I know..."
A rustling sound came, and what sounded like the owner of the voice fell to the ground, curled up, and whined in panic:
"They're coming ah ah ah"
"Ah, Cannon is talking nonsense again," Taldin with a bleak voice said faintly: "Same as last time, remember, Naki? He said that a girl appeared in front of him... You and Cannon are in the same room.
, help, knock him out..."
At this moment.
"Naki, Cannon, Tardin."
A steady voice sounded slowly, seeming to have inexplicable power in the darkness:
"You three, be quiet."
The speaker spoke very slowly, but as soon as he spoke, the three people fell silent:
"I think I did see something."
Hearing this steady voice, Samir in the hall gently lowered his head, seemingly lost in confusion.
Clay was about to reach out to remind him, but Ricky held his shoulder down, and the latter shook his head at him.
Ricky, who had been paying attention to the cell, had a look on his face: a footsteps slowly sounded from behind the fourth cell.
All nervous eyes turned to the cell.
A dark, indistinct and thin figure appeared behind the metal fence.
Thales could vaguely see that this figure had long, unkempt hair that obscured his appearance. The clothes on his body were black and gray, and he could vaguely see his embarrassed appearance and dirty appearance.
"Light."
"I saw the light."
That steady voice spoke calmly and authentically.
Tardin, who had been sarcastic all the time, snorted disdainfully:
"It's just hallucinations. Just like Nye always feels like someone is trying to harm him, Cannon always sees female ghosts. To tell you the truth, sometimes I also dream about His Majesty Eddie..."
"Quiet." The calm voice spoke again.
This is the tone of command and cannot be questioned.
Thales noticed that none of the other cells made any sound, as if they were waiting for his judgment.
The thin figure slowly approached the fence.
Outside the cell, Samir took a deep breath, raised the torch, and shined it on the man.
The next second, in the bright firelight, the thin figure suddenly raised his arms to block his eyes, and stumbled back several steps: "Ah, it's too dazzling!"
"This light... light... what on earth is going on!"
Samir hesitated for a moment, and the torch retreated a little.
This time, Thales saw clearly: behind the bars of the cell, a figure appeared in the darkness.
It was a down-and-out man with long disheveled hair and a beard that reached his chest. He stood in front of the fence and slowly lowered his arms.
Samir stared blankly at the person in front of him, his face was sallow and thin, his eyes were dull, and his face looked old and decadent. Judging from his appearance, he was fifty or sixty years old.
There was a dull pain in Samir's heart: he remembered that the man in front of him was so heroic and strong.
but now……
Thales saw something else.
The prince watched as the man pushed aside his long hair, revealing a thin, wrinkled face and a mark from the right side of his face to his chin.
Thales was stunned.
The one that is the same as Samuel, engraved with the letter "s" from the ancient empire...
Sinner's mark.
Samir's lips moved and he said in a trembling voice: "Little Barney?"
The prisoners in the prison were shocked!
"Chief Vanguard Officer," Samir looked at the embarrassed prisoner in front of him and said with difficulty:
"Quil Barney Jr.?
Opposite him, little Barney stared at Samir outside the prison with red eyes.
He was motionless, as if he was petrified.
Other sounds in the cell also fell silent, except for the sound of breathing that gradually intensified.
In the darkness on the other side, the man named Cannon spoke again with a trembling voice: "Wait a minute, this voice sounds like..."
After a noise of getting up from the ground, a second figure appeared in another cell.
Samir turned slightly and illuminated the other person:
"Cannon?"
Thales saw the prisoner: he was hunched over, leaning against the wall, moving towards the fence little by little, covering his face tightly with his hands, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, as if he was afraid of being hurt by something.
As if.
Soon, Cannon slowly lowered his hands, revealing a dirty face.
"You, you are... no, no..." The prisoner stared blankly at the fire outside, his face full of horror, and he was shaking more and more violently.
And on his face, on the right cheek, there is also an "s" in ancient imperial script.
Thales suddenly understood something.
Samir looked at the person in front of him, and there was an unknown bitterness in his words.
Jonah Cannon, he was, was the bravest man who dared to fight against wild beasts...
but.
"Something is wrong..."
In the same cell, a lazy voice sounded from behind Cannon: "I seem... I seem to be hallucinating too. I actually... actually saw the Iron Curtain really open, and also saw Samir?
"
In the flickering firelight, a man also covered in dirt appeared next to Cannon.
His hair was uneven, his beard was sloppy, his eyes were dull, his face was old, and he had an unpleasant stench, just like a hairy savage.
Samir took a deep breath and turned his eyes bitterly: "Naki."
"It's really me."
Naki's dirty cheeks froze.
There was also a commotion in the other three cells, and several figures appeared one after another from the darkness where the firelight could not reach.
Samir slowly turned around, looked at the other two people in the third cell, and slowly called out their names.
"Guti Tardin." The prisoner tilted his head and stared at Samir, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing a scary smile.
"Saul Bree." This man was quite strong and silent.
The remaining two people were in separate cells, and it was particularly different when Samuel called their names.
"Second Logistics Officer, Sass Nye." This was a tense 'savage', staring at the torch outside the fence with eyes full of suspicion.
"And you, Chief Penal Officer, Luton Belletti."
Samir looked at the last person and exhaled slowly.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
But the other party just stared at him coldly.
Thales looked at these prisoners in surprise, who looked slovenly, looked bad, were old, and had suffered for a long time. He found that without exception, they all had "s" marks on different parts of their faces.
So, they are all...
However, the people in the five cells had an unexpected reaction.
"What are you doing?"
In the end, Belletti lowered his head indifferently and muttered to himself: "Who is crazy this time? Maybe there is not enough supplies? Or is it really a ghost?"
"It's nothing."
Little Barney interrupted him coldly, looking through Samuel as if he saw a ball of air.
"He can't be real."
Disgust showed on his dirty face, and he turned his back: "Everyone go back to sleep. It will be fine when you wake up."
"It's just...another hallucination."
Little Barney's figure was submerged in the darkness.