[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

The figure of the nurse slowly moved over. I was taken aback, and my body reacted quickly and took a big step back.

The temples throbbed appreciably.I threw the iron rod in the canteen, and my right hand was injured again, so I can only use my left hand.I clenched my fists tightly, if something dangerous happens, this is the only way I can defend myself.

The nurse in Silent Hill should be said to be a very classic monster.Although the front is convex and the back is warped, its lethality is also very terrifying, and it is not an easy thing to deal with.

But compared to the triangular head or something, I would rather let the nurse be the target of my strategy.

But at the moment, I just stare nervously at the figure.The hollow sound of high heels stepping on the floor tiles makes one feel chills down the spine.There was no way to move as if she was frozen, so I could only watch her walking slowly.

Slowly, she came out of the shadows.

I almost screamed hysterically at first, but the next second, after I saw her face clearly, the previous tension was gone again.

It was a human face.Unlike the monster nurse who has no facial features and is wrapped in bandages, although the expression is a little cold, it is indeed a human face.Wearing a pair of glasses, the clothes and exposed skin are clean and not stained with blood.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.Walking forward slowly, without caring about anything else: "You, hello, my hand, I need..."

Sure enough, in this case, there is no way to speak fluently.And that nurse was unusually calm.Like a cold marble statue, standing behind the reception desk.Under the cool-toned light, the fair skin showed a lifeless texture.

"Please write your information here, otherwise we won't be able to register you and give you treatment." Still expressionless, she pushed a registration form in front of me.

"Fuck," I couldn't help cursing, now I'm even more irritable than I imagined, not only because of her indifferent attitude, but because she feels so weird.Especially when it seems that there are only me and her in this place, "My hands are like this, how should I write?"

She didn't answer, and she didn't even look at me with the eyes behind the reflective glasses.I was so annoyed that I couldn't vent my anger on this woman.After struggling for a while, I finally felt that my hand could not be dragged any longer, so I was discouraged, and spread my left hand: "Where's the pen?"

The nurse finally took care of me this time, and she handed me a ballpoint pen.

I am still not used to writing with my left hand.I pressed the tip of the ballpoint pen, filled in the form with "Xavier Jackson" bumpy first, and then scribbled the age and gender below, and handed it to her.

The nurse glanced, "Go to room 302, and use the health medicine there."

I thought that as a nurse, she would deal with me directly after I filled out the damn form, but she turned around and left.

"Wait!" I stretched out my hand subconsciously, and there was a sharp pain in my badly injured hand.

She actually stopped, but only for a moment.She didn't even turn her head, but said in that indifferent voice:

"This is just what you have to face, a beginning."

Following the sound of pattering footsteps, she disappeared behind the small door next to her.

I froze.

What exactly am I going to face?

In this hospital, is there... what's weird?

But at the moment, the most important thing is my hand.It would be okay if the burn was in the left hand, but I am right-handed, so treatment is urgent.

The elevator is on the side of the hall. I walked over and pressed the up button of the elevator with some hesitation. Surprisingly, the elevator was still running.The control panel suddenly lit up, and the number on it dropped from 3 to 1, even passing the second floor.Then, the door opened slowly.

It was the kind of long elevator car that could fit a stretcher. It was empty inside, and the walls still looked shabby. I swallowed my saliva and walked in, pressing the "3" on the panel.Then wait for the elevator doors to close by themselves.

The sound of mechanical operation also showed that the elevator and even the entire hospital were old.The moment the door was completely closed, the hollow music suddenly came to mind in the elevator box.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of electric current, the music seemed to be chanting like a dying person desperately dragging his breath.Normally, it is probably used to calm the patient's emotions, but now, it can only make me more and more nervous, especially in the claustrophobic space, the endless buzzing suddenly sounded in my head.

A sense of suffocation also ensues.I breathed desperately, trying to inhale all the remaining air in the elevator car into my lungs.He gasped involuntarily and stared at the small screen showing the floor.

In terms of time, no matter how slow the elevator was running, it was impossible for the elevator to go up to the first floor, but the numbers on the screen still went directly from the first floor to the third floor.

If this hospital has 2 floors, why can't the elevator reach it.

What the hell... would there be?

Even though the temperature in the hospital was very low, sweat was lying down along my forehead.Just then, the elevator door opened.

The lack of oxygen disappeared, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the elevator.

A little disappointed, but as expected, there is still no sign of anyone.And if the corridor I was in extended further, all the lights would be broken.Therefore, only the place where I am standing is still lit, and the depths of the corridor are all hidden in darkness.

Luckily I still carry a flashlight with me.I switched on the torch and reinserted it in my breast pocket.

After taking a step, the sound of footsteps immediately echoed in the empty corridor, which was extremely eerie.I don't have a good impression of hospitals, to be precise, I hate them very, very much.

When I got sick, I would rather go to buy medicine by myself.Anyway, no one will come to care about me. After taking medicine by myself, drinking a large bucket of water, and then sleeping under the quilt, I can almost feel better.If it weren't for the serious injury this time, I wouldn't have come to the hospital even if I was killed.

I can only bite the bullet and find medicine, and then leave as soon as possible.I'm still keeping an eye on my phone, and if it's not making noise, I'm barely too nervous.

If this continues, I will be tortured into a mental illness.

I looked at the house number of the nearest room, which is 318.So if you want to go to 302, you have to go in the direction of 317.While silently reading the house number, my pace also picked up.If it goes on like this, it will really be abolished.

316...315...

Always, keep running.The flashlight can only illuminate a small spot, and you can't see the front ahead, and after turning a corner, you can't see the starting point of light again.

At this time, there is an illusion of running in endless darkness.There will never be an end, and there will never be a return to the beginning.If it weren't for the number on the door still changing regularly, it would be enough to break my nerves.

Speaking of which, I was originally a person who was not afraid of anything. I used real knives in gang fights and was taken into prisons to squat.In the evening, I went to a small bar in a dark alley to drink with my friends. When I got drunk, I helped each other to go home.

But Silent Hill, as another world, seems to have changed my personality as well.Here my nerves become fragile, and I won't pierce the sky like I used to, and I won't be cowardly.I started worrying, I started getting anxious, I started getting neurotic and even hysterical.

302.

Finally, I stood in front of the door.The name of the department is not marked on the door plate like other rooms, only a bare number.I grabbed the handle, paused, and pushed the door open.

"Squeak—" There was a sound, and as expected, the inside was also pitch black.Subconsciously, he touched the light switch on the wall, but there was no response when he pressed it.Or just use a flashlight.

I thought it would be a consultation room or something, but I didn't expect it to be a storage room.All are medicine cabinets, but all the medicines inside have been destroyed.Fragments of bottles and ampoules were scattered all over the partitions and the ground, as if they had been raided.

I'm late?

I looked around and finally found the only bottle of potion left in the cabinet.

It was placed among those broken bottles, and there was nothing special about its location.It stands to reason that if it is damaged in a large area, this bottle of medicine will not be spared.But it's still there intact, as if... someone deliberately left it for me.

I can't handle that much now.I took the medicine down, but there was no label on it, making people doubt its authenticity as a "medicine".I unscrewed the cap and smelled it, and the smell like glue made me not believe that this can be drunk.

Then, it is for external use.

I didn't hesitate for long.Even if it is a drug, if I can't find the real medicine, my hand will still be useless.At this juncture, I really didn't think too much about it.Just worried that it would hurt, I gritted my teeth, squeezed the bottle and poured the liquid inside onto my hand.

The moment the liquid touched the skin, a burning sensation came from the hands.But it's not the kind that makes people feel severe pain, it's just that the itching is unbearable. Fortunately, the left hand is holding the bottle, and there is no way to scratch it, so I can only hold it back.

Then, what follows is like magic.But there was no magician, and there was no distance between the stage and the audience to confuse the audience. It happened right in front of my eyes.

The blisters slowly shrink and finally disappear completely and become flat.The scorched flesh shrank rapidly as if decayed, and then fell off directly, turning into black powder without any pain.Immediately afterwards, new tissue began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally healed completely.

No scars, no trace of new skin growing from an injury.Completely, exactly the same as before the injury!

Looking at the hand, I was completely stunned.I know that what happened in Silent Hill cannot be explained by science and logic at all, but now, it happened directly to me!

Is it because of this world...or after entering Silent Hill, my body...has also changed?

I tried to move my fingers, but I didn't feel any pain except that I didn't move my hand for a long time and felt a little uncomfortable!The feeling of screaming in pain with a slight movement disappeared completely and in an instant!

This medicine is so amazing.It's a pity that the others have been destroyed, and there is no way to take some more away.

I didn't want to stay in the hospital too long, put down the empty medicine bottle, turned around and went out.

But the moment I walked out of this room, a disturbing noise suddenly rang from the mobile phone in my pocket.

And it's getting louder.It's getting louder.

In fact, even if it didn't ring, I would have heard it.

At the end of the corridor, there was the sound of heavy footsteps.Even the ground beneath my feet trembled together.

I nervously used the flashlight to shine there, which was the direction I came from just now.At the corner, in the circular spot formed by the flashlight, a huge and fat figure appeared on the wall, and was approaching me step by step.

The author has something to say: Guess who will appear in the next chapter? (idiot question)