deformed bone

Virgil's body relaxed after a burst of convulsions, but soon, all the muscles in his body tightened up again.

The young and handsome man changed his position on the sofa. He lay prone on the cushions in a weird way, with his knees tucked under his stomach and his hands stretched forward.

"Huh...huhu..."

He let out a small whimper, and his eyes became extraordinarily clear.

"Moser" was a dog.

In the early years, it didn’t have a name. Mercer was the name given to it by the red deer. It used to be a biochemical test dog, but unlike those dogs with human ears or placenta transplanted on its back or abdomen, Mercer was A military biochemical test dog, those clever experimenters have strengthened its muscle power and bite ability, and its sense of smell, hearing and vision are many times stronger than normal dogs. It looks ugly, with sparse fur and eyes like It was demonic and wickedly copper-colored, with massive muscles stacked on top of its thick bones—but who cares, it was said to have died in a testing accident later—just in time for "Red Deer" at Jay Bay Prison, the moment he was electrified and smoked.

When "Red Deer" came to life, the dog also came to life in his body.

Both Fogg and Virgil knew that they were just an illusioned personality, but Mercer couldn't understand this. It was always barking in the spirit of the red deer, trying to do something.When Fogg realized that Messer did not have pain nerves (in terms of setting, it had been removed by people in the laboratory), the ruthless doctor understood the reason for Messer's existence.Just as Fogg himself is the representative of reason, so the dog is the sufferer of all of them (even if he doesn't know anything yet).So he finally figured out why the mad dog got so agitated when he or Virgilie was in pain.In order to avoid breaking the balance, Fogg finally decided to obey the arrangement of "Red Hart". When he was suffering from that damn ability, he would release Moses to let the wind go—just like now.

"Messer" let out a hoarse cry from his throat.

He wasn't used to overly soft mats, which always reminded him of bad things, and he wasn't used to his new body either—his hind feet were too long, which hindered his running speed.

"Messer" climbed down from the sofa, raised his head and sniffed the strong (at least for him) smell of death and life in the air, and then, as he would never forget, let him Feel the excitement of the "master" taste.

Its front paws are full of that sweet smell.

"Wang woo..."

It opened its mouth, stuck out its tongue and let out a happy bark, and then buried its nose under the wide and flat front paws that dogs were not used to, bobbing its nose intoxicated.

"Messer" does not feel pain, but this does not prevent it from feeling muscle spasms and nerve twitches - every time Fogg invades the brains of other humans, this body will suffer a little bit - but this time the front paws But the sweet smell left on the ground made "Moser" feel very relaxed.

It even felt an emotion called "peace", and its hips shook, subconsciously wanting to shake the tail that had been cut off a long time ago.Oh, and this body it has now has no tail.

After a while, "Messer" realized that his "front paws" were completely smelled of his own saliva, so he raised his head reluctantly and stopped licking his paws.It began to look around the entire building—unlike ordinary dogs, "Messer" remained calm even in an unfamiliar building.It can determine the layout of the entire building in a fraction of a second, and it can still hear the stench and slow heartbeat of the two living people upstairs.Lights were on in the porch and living room, but the air was still a bit cold, and a strange sense of restlessness permeated the room.

"Messer" slowly inspected his new territory, and the human knees did not make a single sound on the carpet.

Finally, it stopped at the door of the basement.

Ivan's body had already softened, and the gray pupils of this unlucky young man were still staring at the ceiling motionless.Then "Moser" slowly approached him.

"Wang-"

It let out a hoarse cry.

……

"Do not--"

Calvin forced a scream from his throat.

He opened his eyes suddenly and jumped up from the bed.

"Calvin?"

There was a muffled sound from the other side of the sofa. In the next second, Isaac's nervous face appeared from behind the sofa. He looked at Calvin stupidly. His body had already woken up, but his brain seemed to be still asleep. the other end.

Calvin and his eyes met for a moment, and he felt his heart beat wildly against his ribs like a dying rabbit.

It was already daylight, and people's conversations and the noise of cars passing by could be clearly heard from the window.

"Feel sorry……"

A dull, hoarse voice emerged from Calvin's mouth, and he felt as if he was speaking with another person's tongue.

A layer of mucus wrapped his sanity, making him unable to recover from that dazed state for a long time.

"...I think I had a nightmare. Just a nightmare...

Calvin added.

He staggered to the bathroom, splashed his face with ice-cold water a few times, and finally regained consciousness slowly.

Looking up, Calvin saw a blue, tired face in the mirror.He was completely unable to remember what the nightmare that had caused him great fear a few minutes ago was—he only knew that his pajamas were completely drenched in cold sweat.

Calvin habitually opened the closet behind the mirror. He skillfully grabbed the yellow medicine bottle from the small dirty cabinet, then poured out some pills indiscriminately and stuffed them into his mouth.Then he propped up the sink with his hands and waited quietly for the intense nausea and headache to pass.

"It's over, the nightmare is just a reflection of the weakness of the human heart - what makes people afraid is not the nightmare itself but the reality... The nightmare is just a reflection of the weakness of the human heart - what makes people afraid is not the nightmare itself but the reality Reality"

Calvin repeated this sentence mechanically, over and over again.

Gradually, Dr. Holden's hoarse voice seemed to be heard in his ears... He stared at his fingers, and the trembling gradually stopped.

Now, he feels better.

"I'm not afraid of anything."

Calvin muttered something, as if he was speaking to something that no longer existed in the air, but also as if he was simply talking to himself.

By the time he came out of the bathroom, Isaac seemed to wake up too.

He threw a bottle of cold beer into Isaac's arms.

"Your old problem started again?"

he asks.

Calvin shrugged his shoulders at him: "It's just easy to have nightmares-no need to ask, it's the same as before, I can't remember anything. I don't know what I dreamed about."

"Oh, they usually say it's because of the deep trauma." Isaac pointed a finger at Calvin pretending to be serious, "but let me tell you—this is just bullshit. You just I haven't slept with a woman for a long time—"

Calvin used to go into convulsions at night in the past, and at the worst he would let out an inhuman, almost maniacal cry, something startled him and knocked him completely out of control—but no matter how many times he tried, Calvin could never really understand what it was that terrified him so much.

He never remembered his nightmare.

The nightmare episodes had become rare during Calvin's adulthood - but after Dr. Holden's death, it started again.This is not a good sign.

Calvin gave Isaac a middle finger back, and then threw the beer back heavily.

Isaac frantically grabbed the beer bottle and opened it.

"You should really mind your own temper," he muttered grinningly, pouring a swig of beer into his mouth.

"I don't think a 'cop' who starts drinking early in the morning is qualified to direct someone's life—"

Calvin shot back coldly.

Isaac spread his hand away from him, and said with a playful smile: "Strictly speaking, I don't go to work until next week, baby..."

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

As if in response to Isaac's words, an unusually sharp scream pierced the air.

The apartment had never been a very soundproof place, so the screams seemed to be ringing in Calvin and Isaac's ears-no one could ignore the horror in the screams.

Ai Zac's expression changed, he rushed to the window and looked towards the place where the scream came from.

Downstairs in Calvin's apartment, a woman was screaming continuously at a mass of red things. A cheap PU leather bag was scattered at her feet, and the sandwiches in her lunch bag had fallen to the ground.

The moment Isaac's eyes fell on the red unknown object, his face became serious.

He rushed downstairs—before he walked out of the door of the apartment, a strong, sweet, metallic smell hit his nostrils violently.

With a livid face, he pushed away the lady who was so frightened that she was about to lose her sanity and walked forward. Thanks to the soprano, passers-by have already approached one after another...

"vomit……"

After seeing the mass under the apartment's front door steps, they almost all turned around sharply and retched.

It was a corpse.

Of course, it was not an ordinary corpse.The corpse was lying naked on the dirty ground, the head, arms, and thighs were completely gone, leaving only a mass of torso, the belly of the torso was exposed, dozens of pale, clean and slender fingers, It stuck straight into the bloody belly, like a birthday candle on a strawberry cream cake.

【I love you】

In front of this horrific "cake" of flesh, a beautiful card fell in a pool of blood.

A strong and terrifying intuition suddenly hit Isaac - he turned his head suddenly, looking at Calvin who was chasing after him.

... This card is addressed to Calvin.

A clear understanding emerged in Ai Zac's mind.