As the light faded, the darkness outside the window returned.
Annan closed the window again this time and did not encounter any obstacles.
He took two steps forward again...
——There are really only two steps.
The three windows in front of and behind him suddenly shattered at the same time!
Only a thunderstorm that was closer than that was heard, and it struck directly on the side of Annan - the thunder struck directly on the wall beside him!
If it weren't for that wall, I'm afraid "Bernardino" would have been killed by lightning.
Annan even felt his palms and body tingling slightly... This was proof that the lightning struck him right next to him.
"...Does this mean that Bernardino was almost killed by lightning?"
Annan murmured in surprise.
But then he thought: "Ah, indeed. That makes sense."
Bernardino is indeed the type who might be struck to death by lightning while walking down the street...
However, Annan was not frightened by the thunder, nor was he frightened by the sudden burst of glass. He even showed a gloating smile.
——I hope those who are watching the nightmare in 3D outside are okay.
Annan thought with a smile.
He was about to continue walking forward, but suddenly realized something... As he walked forward, he turned his head and looked out the window.
When Annan was about to pass by the second window, another distant thunder struck. This time, before he heard the thunder, he saw the lightning lighting up the courtyard again.
But this time, the headless scarecrow is not outside.
It just disappeared from the yard for no apparent reason.
It seems as if what Annan saw was just an illusion...
But at this moment, the surrounding light flickered twice.
The corridor and the entire living room suddenly lit up again.
Annan stepped on the broken window fragments that burst inward and walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind me.
——But he just walked through that corridor.
After entering the door until here... the only heavy object was the clock he just looked at. It was about the same height and width as Bernardino today. If it was blown down by the wind, it would indeed emit such a sound.
Muffled sound.
"No way……"
Annan murmured and looked back.
I saw that the clock was indeed lying on the ground.
But next to the clock, there is a headless scarecrow.
After the whole room became brighter, the crooked scarecrow standing at the door was the only place standing in the darkness.
- It's even swaying slightly.
It's like knocking down a clock and immediately reverting to the scarecrow's posture.
On its "right arm", there is a head hanging on a dark rope.
Annan recognized it at a glance. It was Father Ludwig's head!
The expression seemed a little frightened and a little scared.
The rope went in through the left eye and out of the right eye. The head was like a pendulum just now, swinging rhythmically from side to side.
Suddenly, the head fell to the ground.
It made a crisp sound and broke apart.
"...It's a plaster statue."
Annan murmured.
So realistic.
Could it be Bernardino?
...Probably.
After all, making a statue of yourself is not only a bit strange, but also not that easy. When you look at your own face, there will always be some distortion.
But if that was Bernardino's hand...
Annan was a little surprised.
"...Lao Bei's skills are pretty good."
At this time, he should have only studied sculpture with Father Ludwig for about a year or two. However, the plaster human head he made even deceived Annan's eyes.
——Even though it was nearly twenty meters away and the lights were dim.
But it is not easy to fool Annan's eyes.
He was really thinking just now, why did "Father Ludwig" lose his shit...
At this moment, Annan suddenly felt that something was slightly wrong.
It's like I forgot something.
But for a while, he couldn't tell what was wrong...
Suddenly, he felt something touching the hem of his left leg.
Annan lowered his head and looked.
——That's a dark snake!
The "black rope" wearing the plaster head is actually a living snake!
It wasn't the rope that broke and the plaster statue fell down at all...but the snake fell from the scarecrow!
Annan did not hesitate, jumped up and stepped on the snake's tail with his right foot, while his left foot drew a semicircle in the air.
As if jumping and dancing, the snake that was halfway inside the trouser leg was thrown out by Annan. And with the force of rotation, he directly stepped on the snake's spine and dislocated it.
But Annan clearly felt a pain in his ankle.
What kind of deathrattle is this...
——Rather, that snake actually still has a chance to bite me?
Is it that little Bernardino's physical attributes are too low? Or is the snake's reaction too fast?
Annan frowned, and immediately bent down to grab the snake's tail. Like waving a whip, he flicked it twice in the air, and there was even a sound of cracking in the air.
As the son of a fisherman, Bernardino's physical fitness is quite good.
The snake immediately softened.
Annan immediately squatted down and began to check his wounds.
The wound was not deep, it could even be said to be very shallow. Strictly speaking, it was not bitten by a snake, but scratched by teeth. It was like being cut by a dagger.
It must have been that when he was about to bite someone, he was thrown away. The teeth left a cut wound of about three centimeters on the inside of his calf.
——What the hell kind of snake is this? Do you have such strong teeth?
But Annan didn't know whether the snake was venomous or non-venomous... If it was a venomous snake, had the venom been injected into the wound to this extent?
Annan opened the health panel and saw that his health had indeed dropped by 5%.
However, there was no numbness from his wound, and his health did not continue to drop.
...probably not poisonous.
"I hope I'm okay."
Annan murmured.
But just then.
He suddenly realized that the pure black snake whose backbone he had just broken had swam under the sofa and disappeared completely.
"This isn't going to kill you?"
Annan couldn't help but blurt out.
But he soon realized - since it was fine even if his bones were broken, and he was still pretending to be dead before, then this snake was probably not a natural product.
If it's not a magical creature, it's some kind of magical effect. Otherwise, it's a specialty of this nightmare, a manifestation of Bernardino's certain emotions... In short, don't worry about it.
But this snake stayed in the living room and swam under which sofa...
This makes Annan have to be more vigilant when investigating here.
If you lose your focus, you may be attacked by the snake.
"……Um?"
Annan raised his head.
I saw the scarecrow at the door disappeared again.
Only a puddle of water on the ground and a broken plaster head can prove that it has been there.