Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 105 Machinery
Su Mengfan clenched his fists tightly and then loosened his fists. His hands were tied behind with a thread, and they were a little numb.

But they reacted again.

It’s also a good thing that his body feels pain, the paralysis of the poisonous needle is only temporary, compared to the storyteller he doesn’t know, he thinks stupidly but can’t remember how the chicken got to the subway.

He knew about the pigs they brought from the temporary pavilion at VDNKh.

But the chicken...

He tried to see what was next to him.

It was pitch black around him, although someone was not far from him.

Su Mengfan has been here for an hour and a half, and gradually, he understands where he is.

"He's moving, I can hear it," said a hoarse voice.

"I'll tell the Commander, and he'll conduct an interrogation." Something moved away and stopped.

Su Mengfan tried to stretch his legs, which were also tied with silk. He wanted to turn to the other side, but he hit something soft.

He heard a long, painful moan.

"Anton, is that you?" Su Mengfan asked in a low voice, but no one answered.

"Ah... the enemy of the big bug has woken up..." In the dark, someone said mockingly.

"It would be better if you didn't wake up." was the interrupted, intelligent-looking voice of the man who had been talking about the worm and the creation of life for the past half hour.

Obviously, this person in charge is different from other occupants of this station, he does not use rough and short sentences.

He was expressive, even arrogant, and his voice, even though it was human, was different from the others.

"Who are you? Let us go!" Panting, Su Mengfan moved his tongue with difficulty, feeling that the aftereffect of the numbness needle was still there, his tongue hadn't moved for a long time, and it seemed a little numb point.

"Yes, yes, they all say the same, no, unfortunately, where are you going?

You can't go any further.They will torture you, what will you do? "An indifferent answer came from the darkness.

"You...have been imprisoned too?" Su Mengfan asked.

"We are all imprisoned, and they will release you today," said his companion, whom he could not see.

Anton was groaning again and began to stir.

He said something incomprehensible, but he hadn't regained consciousness.

"Why do you sit together in the dark, like cave dwellers?"

The lighter came on, and the flame illuminated the speaker's face, with a long gray beard, dirty and tangled hair, demented and mocking eyes, and a wrinkled face.

He couldn't be younger than sixty, and he's sitting in a chair on the other side of the iron fence that divides the room into two.

In some places it resembles VDNK station, which has a strange name "Donkey Shed".

Su Mengfan thought of the animals in the previous life with slender faces and strange noises.

Some wonder why there is a donkey shed here. Could it be that someone raised donkeys in the subway station before the end of the world broke out?

Thinking of this, Su Mengfan became even more confused, but then he threw out this strange idea.

Anyway, this is a prison now.

"I can't adapt to the humidity and darkness here. I'm a waste." The old man said sadly, covering his eyes.

"So, why are you here? Is there no place to stay over there or something?"

"Listen!" Su Mengfan didn't let him finish: "You are free... you can let us go! Before the cannibal comes back, you are a normal person..."

"Of course I can," he replied, "but of course I won't. We have nothing to do with the worm."

"What the hell is the worm? What are you talking about? I've never heard of it. I can't be its enemy..."

"It doesn't matter whether you've heard of it or not. You come from that side, and his enemies live there. That means you must be a spy." The mocking in the old man's voice turned grim.

"You have weapons and flashlights! Damn mechanical toys! Killing machines!

As a person who does not believe in the worm, you still need more evidence to prove that you are not the enemy of life and the enemy of the worm. ’ He got up from his chair and approached the fence.

"In any case, you and those like you are guilty!" The old man extinguished the overheated lighter.

In the dark, he heard the sound of blowing on his hot fingers.

Then, another voice sounded.

This hissing sound made people chill, and Su Mengfan felt even more frightened.

"Please!" he began eagerly, "it's not too late! Why are you doing this?"

The old man said nothing.

After 1 minute, the place was full of various noises, the sound of bare feet walking on the concrete, the sound of hoarse breathing, the sound of breathing out of the nostrils...

Although Su Mengfan couldn't see what came in, he felt that they were all observing him, watching him, sniffing him, and listening to the beating of his heart.

"Boss. He smells like smoke, like a man-eating devil, and terrified. One smells like it came from that station over there. The other is foreign. One, the other. They're both enemies. ' Finally, someone hissed.

"Let Vartan do it!" commanded another voice.

"Light the fire," someone suggested.

The lighter came on again.

In the room, apart from the old man holding a lighter with a fluttering flame, there were three bald-headed barbarians who covered their eyes with their hands.

Su Mengfan had seen one of them, the short, fat, bearded man.

The other also looked familiar.

He looked directly into Su Mengfan's eyes, walked to the fence and stopped.

He smells different from the others.

Su Mengfan could smell the man's rotten meat smell, which almost made people dizzy.

They had been looking at him, and Su Mengfan was avoiding them. He knew where he had seen this face earlier.

It was the man who attacked him when he was standing in Kiev.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, Su Mengfan touched the pinhole on his arm, still feeling a faint numbness.

There is a strange feeling controlling Su Mengfan, which is similar to paralysis.

The body also appeared slightly weak.

Only this time his mind was also affected, he stopped thinking, and obediently opened the door of his consciousness to the silent search.

"Through an opening...the opening remained open...they came for the boy, came for Anton's son. They stole him in the dark of night and I feel guilty for that.

Because I let him listen to your music through the pipe..." Su Mengfan answered the question based on what came to mind.

It was simply impossible not to answer his silent questions.

Su Mengfan's interrogator knew right away that this was interesting, and he nodded and left.

After the fire was extinguished, Su Mengfan regained control of his thoughts slowly like a numb hand regaining consciousness.

(End of this chapter)