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I don't know when the surroundings quiet down, and the cold anxiety in the air seems to be condensed into substance.Everything here is afraid of the figure in the sarcophagus, like small fish are afraid of a stronger shark.

Your instinct is also clamoring to leave here, you can't help curling up slightly, trying to smooth the goosebumps on your body and the coldness in your bones.

You asked Brother Hei, "Did you feel anything?"

After your body recovers, your five sense organs will feel normal, and you will not be able to feel subtle clues such as blood and gas.

Brother Hei shook his head: "Not sure."

As soon as he turned over, he was about to enter the coffin for inspection.You stop him.

You look at people with oversized eyeballs without pupils inside.

"Wait," you say. "I suddenly thought of something."

"Brother, have you heard the story of 'The finishing touch'?"

*

In tradition, painting the eyes of a portrait or statue is a mystical process that brings soul to it.

In some places, cinnabar and blood are used to dot the eyes, which is called "opening".Unconsecrated statues should be covered with red cloth to prevent evil spirits from invading.If the red cloth falls, disaster will surely happen.

In short, there is a strong connection between the eye and the soul.

But the portrait, although it has eyes, is not complete without pupils.

You're not sure if the blood will make things worse, but you don't have much choice.

Both you and brother Hei have large and small wounds, it's quite easy to squeeze some blood.You look at each other and smudge with your fingers.

There is a smear of blood red in the middle of the eyeballs of the portrait, which looks shocking.

You held brother Hei's hand, held your breath, and waited for everything to come.

One second, two seconds.

The portrait's eyeballs slowly turned to look at you.The corners of the originally depressed mouth were raised, revealing a mask-like smile.

He is smiling at you!

You backed up violently, and at the same time, your head felt dizzy and painful, as if you were hit by an invisible force.Things around you receded like a tide, you wanted to stay awake, but you still passed out uncontrollably.

*

You're in the dark again, this time there's no Heige, just you, but you're not disturbed.

After you walk for a while, dots of fluorescent light appear flickeringly.You reach for it, but find nothing.

There are more and more fluorescent lights, playing and attracting each other, gradually converging into a galaxy.You follow the flow of the galaxy and gradually step into a place with light.

"elder brother."

Crisp and soft, it was the familiar voice of a little girl.You look down and see a torn doll.One of the blue eyes was missing, the face was covered with scratches, the seams of the limbs and the belly were split, and gray cotton wool burst out.

"Mary?" You look at him.

The doll spoke. "Brother, are you going to kill Mom?"

You think about it: "We just want to get out."

"Isn't it good here? Can live happily without pain, death and hunger. Big brother, you can always accompany me to eat big meals, play truth or dare, and other games you said."

"But," you say, "it's not real."

"What is reality?" the doll asked.

You didn't know how to explain it for a while, and the baby continued: "In the past, many adults beat each other with big machines. Everyone hid in the basement, had nothing to eat, and many people died, including my former owner. I lost the idol, and finally got angry and lost the idol. The idol also died.”

Her voice is naive and childishly incoherent, but you can understand it.

Suppressing the uneasiness in your heart, you asked, "And then?"

"Then, someone came to build a big house, and lived in the house with father, mother, a girl and many servants. They said that the place was haunted, built a temple in the basement, found many idols, and worshiped with many delicious things. But it's no use, they're dead, and the idols are dead. We're still hungry."

The doll showed a stiff smile: "Then, mother appeared, we will never be hungry again, how wonderful. Although mother is a bit fierce, she sometimes eats us."

"Mary," you said softly, "I'm actually already on the third floor. This is another dimension, right? And everything in this mansion is the dream of the dead."

You reach out through bits of starlight. "These are spirits. 'Mother', the controller of the dream, has sheep's horns and ears, and big eyes, but this is just an image of her, and she can penetrate the body of a living person."

"If you are like a flock of sheep, she is your shepherd and the embodiment of your thoughts. It seems that she suppresses you, but in fact you control each other, so the portrait in another dimension just now has no pupils. The sarcophagus and everything there are means to stop her."

When you think about everything before, He Rou has absolute deterrent power against the black shadows and others. It looks strong, but in fact, she didn't really kill you.

The doll blinked its remaining eye. "So? Do you want to kill Mom, or kill us?"

You answer honestly, "I don't know, we just want to get out. Honestly, I don't know what would happen if I clicked her eyes."

The doll said, "You will go back to the mansion with the intact mother. I still want you to stay, so we will try to make you die."

You smiled and said, "I try not to."

"Also, I lied to you earlier, I'm sorry."

Then, it was all around.

You're standing in a dilapidated wooden attic walkway lined with cobwebs, dust and damaged debris taking over the space.

You know that this is the third floor, Brother Hei is standing beside you, and you both touched the backs of your hands tacitly.

"Pain, pain... what's going on? Where's the river? Where's my boat?!" Changmao yelled, and you turned your head, seeing Changmao and Yan Li falling into a ball in a mess.

No, maybe it can't be called "long hair".Now he is half bald.

Your eyes widen—oh my God, what the hell happened? !

"Fuck, the stinky river is old and tired, it's lucky to be able to change the map! Who told you to beat the boatman away without saying a word, and boast that you can row a boat. I can't row a boat until the end of time! You deserve to be bitten by a living corpse Become bald!"

"Short hair is amazing! Let me tell you, my hair will still be shiny and flowing after I pass this level!"

"Yes, short hair that is not easy to be caught by the enemy is great! I think you have been bald all the time!"

Seeing that the two are getting louder and more out of tune, you can't help but interrupt: "Hey? Hello? We're here!"

"Old Hei! Xueba!" Long Mao changed his face in a second and jumped up excitedly. "Finally found the organization! Where is this place? What happened?"

You briefly explained what happened just now, Long Mao stroked his chin: "Well, to put it simply, this is the last map of the game, and it's almost time to fight the boss?"

"Probably." You said.

You simply rectified and moved forward.By the way, thanks to everyone's friendly donations, you finally put on clothes and a knife, and suddenly you feel like walking with your head up and your chest up.

It's very quiet here, there are no monsters.Before long, you came to a dilapidated door.

Looks like it's here.It is now 3:[-] in the afternoon, and the sun is slanting in through the window, framing a piece of light.

You can:

A knocks on the door and asks "Is anyone there?"

B broke into the door together with his companions

C peeping through the crack of the door

D throws away his clothes again and turns into a raccoon