Thick darkness became the main color of the night, boundless as far as the eye can see, as if telling the taste of fear.
The boundless darkness became a barrier between them and the village, creating an abyss without a bridge between them and the village. Screams, roars, and lamentations turned into vines, hindering their footsteps and trapping them.
Their legs prevented them from taking another step closer to the village.
The originally peaceful small village, the familiar village, and the scenes that could be seen in the past, at this moment, became completely unfamiliar.
A few people huddled in the grass at the entrance of the village, and fire began to appear in the village. They knew that it was the people in the village who lit the torch. It was dark night, it was time to fall asleep, why were there so many people and so many fires lighting up?
?
They didn't know, but they knew that from the moment they heard the scream, they knew that this was an uneventful night.
The cry was full of pain. In fact, people's five senses are connected. Sound can convey not only information, but sometimes emotions and feelings.
From the scream just now, the six young men heard the pain that seeped into the bone marrow, the kind of pain that made people's scalp numb, their teeth chattering, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
What kind of pain was it experienced, what kind of horror was witnessed, and how much despair was heard before it made the sound?
They had no way of exploring it, but they knew that the fear was real.
Not far from them, maybe in some shadow.
The darkness in the corner?
The shadow under the old banyan tree?
Or behind that closed wooden door?
Where the firelight meets, can the light really dispel the fear hidden in the darkness?
They don't know, and they can't guess.
The only thing they knew was that the terror had completely enveloped them, making it impossible for them to take another step towards the village where they had lived for a long time.
They hid themselves in the darkness, and the six of them with twelve eyes were looking at the firelight in the village without blinking.
They don't know what they are waiting for, and they don't know whether it is expectation or begging.
They don't even know if such an action can really dispel the fear that has no source and no one knows where it is, but this is the only thing they can do at this time.
Silence, several people held their breath in tacit agreement almost simultaneously without any communication.
The house where the screams had just come was only ten or twenty meters away from them.
"boom"
A wooden door that was originally tightly closed was suddenly knocked open from the inside. Accompanied by the sudden loud noise, two wooden boards shattered into small pieces in an instant and scattered.
They broke away from their original place, flew into the air in the next second, and then fell with a crash.
The wooden door turned into pieces, the wooden plank turned into wooden blocks, and the shattering was completed in just an instant.
The sudden change attracted everyone's attention. They silently watched, like poor people hiding in a dark corner.
The sawdust fell, and two figures appeared in the sight of the six young people. They were two figures covered in black and blue, with tattered clothes, and exuding a violent aura.
Their bodies were very stiff, as if there was something restricting their movements. From the back, they looked like people, but everyone who saw the figure would not think that it was the back of a person.
monster!
For a moment, it was as if lightning flashed through their minds, and the sound of thunder exploding shook their minds into confusion.
There are real monsters in the village!
The six young men were too frightened to move, and they could not move. The cold breath of the dark night fields penetrated through every pore of their bodies, bypassed their flesh and blood, and penetrated into their marrow. They seemed to be completely frozen, like
It's an ice sculpture.
The little girl wanted to shout and scream because she knew the owners of the two figures behind them.
One was the old man who was buried a few days ago but was told that the body had been lost. The other, said to be the old man's son, came to look for relatives, but died tragically at the old man's home.
She wanted to scream, to inform everyone in the village about this, to tell them that the two dead people had actually appeared in the village!
But she can't, she can't do it.
It felt like someone was pinching my throat, and my voice was stuck in my throat, unable to come out no matter what.
Her thin body trembled in the wind, and the cold wind in the field blew on her, causing her to sway constantly, like a lonely grass exposed to the cold wind.
Helpless, powerless, unable to resist.
"Roar~"
A trembling roar came from the mouths of those two people. Your voice was hoarse, not like a human voice at all. It was like the roar of a crazy beast about to attack.
Low, hoarse, and filled with the desire to kill.
It's like a person's vocal cords were torn to pieces, torn apart, then placed among a pile of glass shards, rubbed and stirred, and then the little sound was produced with difficulty.
It doesn't sound good, it's unpleasant, but it's enough to make the coldness in the body increase a little more.
At this time, they already regretted why they didn't listen to the adults' advice, why they didn't leave here quickly, and why they decided to return to this place without authorization at this night.
The two figures turned around slowly. In a daze, these young people could still hear the sound of sniffing from their noses. They seemed to be smelling something, as if they were smelling something.
Use your sense of smell to find something.
The two people slowly turned around. A house next to them had begun to catch fire, but they didn't seem to feel it. Their movements were still slow and leisurely, as if they were not in a hurry. In the light of the fire, a few people were hiding far away.
The young people here saw the appearance of these two people.
What kind of face is that?
It was green and translucent, as if the red-hot iron had been thrown into the cold water. They stretched out their arms and held it flat.
The movements are stiff as if they were puppets, but this is actually nothing.
When several young people saw the faces of these two people, they felt a sense of fear.
The pale fangs protruded from the corners of the two people's mouths. In the firelight, you could still vaguely see that the fangs were stained with some red dots that did not belong to them. The bruised and purple faces were twisted into a weird smile.
, seems to be cooperating with the two fangs, and the corners of the mouth are slightly upward, as if smiling.
But in this smile, there is an icy aura.
The eyes of these two people were frighteningly red, like two red lanterns lit in the dark night. They were far apart. These young people couldn't see the eyes of the two people clearly, and couldn't distinguish their eyes.
But one can feel that the eyes are ferocious, just like the eyes of wild beasts before eating.
"They're hunting..."
Inexplicably, the six young people had an incredible feeling at the same time. They wanted to shake their heads to get rid of this inexplicable thought, but they did not dare to move for fear that they would become the next hunting target.
Late at night, two people who had been dead for a long time came to the village and rushed out of a house with such weird behavior, such strange actions, and such cold eyes.
A few minutes ago, extremely painful screams came from this family. Even though several young people were not experienced enough, they could still sense that something was wrong. Having little experience did not mean that they were fools.
Such a scene, combined with the words the village chief said to them when he sent them away, suddenly reminded them of the two people they heard from the village chief for the first time, which made them curious and at the same time frightened.
One word - zombie.
Are these two dead people the zombies the village chief mentioned?
The six people didn't know, and didn't want to know. They hoped not, but the situation in front of them proved step by step that things were heading in the worst direction.
hunting?
What would two dead people hunt when they came to the village?
Combined with the screams just now, the six people had to make a hypothesis that frightened them. They didn't want to believe it, but the reality was telling them.
These are so-called zombies, and the targets of their hunting are all the people in this small village...