The square church has blue-grey walls and dozens of stone steps in front of the door. The square in front of the steps is full of tombstones. There are no bells, no pious singing, and no flying white doves, only a flock of crows.
Hovering around the cross at the top of the church.
The church shrouded in mist, paired with black crows, is dark and gloomy, giving people an indescribable sense of weirdness.
Russell stood at the door of the church, raising his hand to push the door open and then lowering it. What was behind the door, a human or a monster?
There's something wrong with this Silent Hill...
As for what was wrong, Russell more or less understood that this world was unreal.
At first, he didn't take it seriously. There were two worlds in Silent Hill. The surface world and the inner world overlapped, and reality and reality intertwined to form an independent world. It was normal for it to be unreal.
But if you think about it carefully, this is not the case at all!
First of all, after encountering so many monsters, he didn't even trigger a lottery. This is very unreasonable.
Secondly, his crow's mouth is too accurate, as if the god of mold is possessed, and whatever he thinks comes to him!
The key problem was not the crow's beak, but that the monsters he encountered were exactly the same as what he remembered.
This is weird!
Russell didn't have a photographic memory, so he skipped through the movie. He could only remember a rough idea of what the monsters looked like, and he had to rely on his brain to make up the details, but what he made up in his head turned out to be correct.
This is not a conjecture, this is clearly original!
Also, there are too few types of monsters...
Silent Hill was originally a game, and Russell didn't know much about its world view. However, any ghost-themed game that can be adapted into a movie will definitely have many types of monsters. Because it is too monotonous and unattractive, the lack of appeal will lead to
Without players and audiences, there would be no value in putting it on the screen.
Because of his nervousness and rejection, he didn't expect so much, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed the case. The monster that appeared in front of him was nothing but what he had an impression of.
"Hallucination? Dream? Or is this actually my spiritual world?"
Russell frowned and thought hard, thinking silently: "System, am I hypnotized..."
When Russell asked this question, he knew that he was asking in vain. Judging from the previous situation, the sand sculpture system did not distinguish it at all.
"Uncle Luo, my father is just an auxiliary system and has no independent information collection ability. All your knowledge of the outside world comes from your senses. If you are hypnotized, then I am also hypnotized, so I can't answer this question."
Woolen cloth!"
There is still a bit of schadenfreude in the voice. Although it is a luoli sound, it does not sound cute at all. It is very in need of a beating and makes people involuntarily itch their fists.
The garbage system was as cheating as ever. Russell had been mentally prepared for this, but he was not too disappointed. If his inference was true, then the dialogue with the system was most likely an illusion based on his subconscious.
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The subconscious is a very troublesome thing. It is not under subjective control at all. Russell can't stop himself. It's like walking alone at night and telling himself not to think about the plot of a horror movie, but his mind is not under control at all. The more he doesn't want to think about it,
, the grimaces in my mind become clearer, and even the details that I had forgotten in the past can be imagined very realistically.
"Russell, is something wrong?" Standing next to Russell with a hooked nose, seeing him hesitating, he couldn't help but ask.
Russell turned sideways and looked up and down his aquiline nose: "I'm wondering if I'm dreaming and whether you really exist or are you an illusion."
"What!?"
After Russell finished speaking, he raised his hand and opened the door of the church regardless of his confused aquiline nose. His subconscious might not be under his control, but it would never exceed his personal cognition. His subconscious about the church was that there were people inside, many of them.
People, and a female archbishop.
as expected!
After opening the door, the church was crowded with a group of people praying. They were in ragged clothes and looked sluggish. In the center, stood a middle-aged white woman, the archbishop.
When the people in the church heard the door open, they turned around with numb expressions on their faces. They were talking in low voices and talking about the outsiders.
The archbishop saw clearly that Russell's group was holding dog-leg knives. He was stunned for a moment, and then calmly said: "Outsiders, you shouldn't step in here..."
Russell's eyes narrowed slightly. In his memory, this female archbishop seemed not to be a good bird, but she pushed the little girl into the abyss of hatred and single-handedly created the demon of revenge.
"System, use 'Item Card: Sand Eagle·Celestial God'."
Golden light flashed, and a pair of gorgeous Sand Eagle pistols appeared in Russell's hands. The noble golden gun body was covered with mysterious and delicate textures, and the sharp blade under the muzzle shone coldly.
Click!
With the bullet loaded, Russell raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting the archbishop directly between the eyebrows. The watermelon exploded and the body fell straight back.
There was a dead silence in the church at first, and then the numb crowd fled to the corner in fear. The door was blocked by Russell's group, and they could only escape into the church.
Russell ignored the group of people and suddenly turned the gun head to point at the aquiline nose, locking his eyes tightly with the other person. He was going to do a test, which was related to the subconscious.
"Russell, what are you doing...where did you get the gun?"
The hooked nose was pointed at the forehead with a gun, and cold sweat dripped involuntarily. The team members at the rear moved slowly, and Russell raised another sand eagle and pointed it at them. They all stood in place.
"Captain, I have a question to ask. The answer is very important. It is related to your life. Please answer me accurately." Russell frowned and thought hard: "Before, you mentioned that there are many special people in the world.
, among them there are people with the same hair color and skin color as me. I want to know, what is the official organization of this group of people in China called?"
The corners of his hooked nose and eyes twitched. Facing the black muzzle of the gun, which was still a large-caliber sand eagle, he said with great sincerity: "Dragon Group!"
Russell nodded, very sure of the answer, and continued to ask: "There is nothing else but the Dragon Group, such as an official organization with all female members..."
"Phoenix Group!"
"Hahaha, the answer is expected. Sometimes a lack of imagination is not necessarily a bad thing."
Russell suddenly laughed, his hooked nose was unclear, a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he laughed together.
Bang!
With the sound of a gunshot, the hook-nosed corpse fell to the ground lifeless, brains splattered, and the team members behind him turned around and ran away.
Russell did not choose to pursue him. Russell had confirmed that he was in an illusion, so he would not do anything meaningless. The most important thing now was how to leave the illusion.
In the past, without the card to break the illusion, he could only wait to die, but now it is different, he is no longer an ordinary person.
Bang!
Connecting with the magic power in his body, Russell raised his hand and hit the ground with a shot, leaving a smoking crater on the floor.
The first attempt failed. The magic power wrapped around the bullet, but at the moment it came out of the barrel, it was dispersed by the energy. He tried twice more, but still ended in failure. With his layman level of crude use, he tried to use magic power to defeat the environment.
It's difficult.
"Uncle Luo, that's not how magic power is used! Let's not mention that your bullets cannot be enchanted. Even if the enchantment is successful, it can only be used for fighting and is ineffective in breaking through the environment."
Russell frowned: "Silly dog, are you hallucinating or real?"
"It's true, as long as you are alive, our communication will not be blocked."
"Then do you have any better suggestions?"
"Use magic to fight magic. You are trapped in the environment because your senses are controlled by other people's magic. Just crush it."
Russell stood on the spot holding two guns, Sand Eagle, with his eyes closed tightly, mobilizing the magic power in his body to vibrate crazily. At this moment, he seemed to be looking inward at himself, and more and more blue lights lit up on the human-shaped shadow image.
, that is the magic power activated by him.
At the position of the phantom's head, a dark halo of light was entrenched, and the blue dots of light connected together to form a surface, crushing the darkness with overwhelming force.
Click!!!
Like the sound of a mirror breaking, Russell opened his eyes again, and the scenery around him had changed drastically. There was no church, and he was still in the cave, surrounded by densely packed skeletons and corpses on the ground.
They were the corpses of the team members, and the hook-nosed corpse was also there. Some of them were torn into pieces, and some were attacked by sharp blades, with their heads missing or chopped in half.
The way of death looks a bit...familiar!
"What a ruthless person, and his attacks are so vicious..." Russell said with a serious look on his face, "Go in peace, I will avenge you, so... you don't have to trust me in your dreams!"
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【Street Diary】
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