Candleman Festival (15)
Tonights Excellent Volunteer randomly went to Old Yu and Xia Weis Room 103, so Chi Nan and Ye Chang switched rooms with them.
Xia Wei slept in Ye Changs bed as he wished, but he developed a fever again due to overworking. At this mont, he rolled up in Ye Changs quilt in a daze and shouted, Uncle, I have a bad feeling. Tonight
Dont have a crows mouth. Old Yu brought him a box of anti-fever and anti-inflammatory dicine from Chi Nan and slamd the dicine into this persons mouth to stop his nonsense. Go to sleep. The nightmare might co to an end at dawn.
The last night of the mission was always the hardest. Everyone prayed that after dawn, the shadows they had locked up in the exhibition hall would starve to death due to a lack of light source.
Yet in the end, it wasnt a 100% certainty, so it was a gamble that bet the lives of the eight sleepwalkers left.
The waiting made ti seem extrely torturous. On this night, Wu Ying lost sleep.
Currently, she was tossing and turning in her bed.
The sheets and bedding mightve been changed but last night, they exchanged dormitories and two n lived here. Wu Ying was soone who was naturally a bit resistant to n. The thought of a man living in her room made her physiologically uncomfortable.
Still, there was no way. She knew that the two people from Room 101 were just trying to help them
Wu Ying sighed softly and turned over. The windows in the dormitory were sealed with tape and cotton sheets, and there was no light in the room.
In fact, Wu Ying was most afraid of the dark. She had to turn on a night light since she was a child in order to fall asleep at ease. Yet in this nightmare, the light source was the sa as the source of danger. She could only suppress her fear.
She was afraid of the darkness and she was afraid of being locked up. This completely dark and sealed environnt made her very uneasy.
She hadnt been able to sleep for the last few days and nights.
Dyson? Are you asleep? she turned and whispered a question to her roommate in the darkness.
Dyson, can I talk to you? I cant sleep?
Dyson Sen slept well. There was only the sound of breathing and she didnt give Wu Ying an answer.
Wu Ying felt that this was fine. At the very least, the sound of the other person breathing reminded her that she wasnt alone in this dark room.
Im actually most afraid of the darkness, but I havent dared to say it. I feel ashad
I am afraid of the dark and of confined spaces. Im afraid of being alone. Im so timid
Say, do you think the residents of Candleman Town are also afraid of the darkness, so they light candles day and night without stopping?
Oh, they just want to turn us into human wax and use us to complete the sacrifices of the candle people I was thinking too romantically.
Wu Ying couldnt fall asleep, so she talked to herself nervously. It was in a very quiet voice so as to not wake up her roommates. She just talked to herself for comfort.
I dont know if we can successfully stop the Candleman Festival by demolishing the wall today, although it might be useless to think about it now Her voice lowered and she curled up on the bed. I dont know if the process of turning to wax hurts. I am afraid of pain, more afraid than of death.
I imagine that if I have to die one day, I would choose the least painful way to die. I want to close my eyes and then die.
Forget it, saying these things is bad luck, bah.
Wu Ying sighed. She was just about to close her eyes when she felt a ray of light shining from above her head.
She had been in the darkness for so long that this glimr of light was particularly dazzling and instantly captured her full attention.
She sat up vigilantly and looked in the direction of the light, but it was dark in front of her and there was no trace of light at all.
Was it because she was afraid of the darkness and she saw a hallucination?
Wu Ying rubbed her eyes and continued to stare in that direction. If she rembered correctly, the place where the light had just flashed should be the location of the door.
Was there soone hiding outside the door? She had been talking to herself before, but now she couldnt make a sound due to nervous tension.
She stared like this for more than 10 seconds, but there was nothing but darkness. Wu Ying beca even more certain that she was hallucinating.
Sure enough, poor rest would affect her awakening value. It was easy to make mistakes in judgnt
Just as she was about to lie down again and have a good rest, the strange light reappeared!
Wu Yings shoulders tensed and her heart jumped to her throat. Whowhos there?
It was like her voice fell into a muddy swamp, slowly falling and disappearing without any response.
At the sa ti, the light leaking in through the crack in the door spread little by little. It widened from a line to a whole stream, flooding into the house like water.
Who is it? Dyson, Dyson, wake up. Sothing is wrong outside the door! Wu Ying started to call out to her roommate.
Sothing strange was happening, but Dyson Sen still slept in a deaf manner.
There was only the sound of Dyson Sens heavy breathing and Wu Yings heart beating wildly.
Wu Ying gritted her teeth, got out of the bed barefoot, and groped her way to Dyson Sens bed using the light from the crack in the door. Dyson, wake up!
She pulled, dragged, and even slapped Dyson Sen, but the other person showed no signs of waking up.
Wu Ying had so experience and she noticed that sothing was wrong. She knew she was in an unknown crisis and she was the only one who could save herself!
She forced herself to calm down as soon as possible, but her rhythmic breathing could no longer be cald. She almost bit her lip before she rembered that Dyson Sen had hidden a weapon!
No one knew about it except for her and Dyson Sen. This secret weapon was like a life-saving charm for them
Wu Ying pushed away the sleeping Dyson Sen and hurriedly rummaged through this persons bed to search for it
In an instant, she felt the gun under her pillow.
Wu Ying gripped the gun and loaded it. She raised it toward the gradually expanding light and made a gesture of pulling the trigger. Who is it? If you dont say, then I will shoot.
She stared at the widening crack in the door. There was a creak and the light beca more dazzling. She blinked a few tis, and her tear glands that were stimulated by the strong light kept secreting liquid.
The light was approaching her and the shadows flickered, like a monster handling a candlestick to patrol the night, quietly sneaking into her dormitory in the middle of the night.
Please stop. No matter who it is, I will shoot if you take one step closer! Wu Ying issued a final warning.
Unfortunately, the uninvited guest who approached with the light source ignored her warning.
Wu Yings hands shook so badly that she could barely hold the gun in her hand. She had never fired a gun beforenor did she think that one day she would shoot soone. However, she couldnt wait any longer. Once the light reached her, she would turn to wax!
3, 2, 1
Wu Ying closed her eyes the mont she pulled the trigger, but she didnt hear the expected cry. The silence in the room didnt seem to change due to the bullet she fired.
If it wasnt for the pain of the recoil when the bullet was fired, she wouldve almost thought that she hadnt pressed the trigger just now, and everything was an illusion..
It was quiet, as if the fired bullet had fallen into the mud.
The light continued to move in her direction. Wu Ying fired the gun frantically and scread with despair, Dont co heeeeeeere!
She didnt notice that when she raised her hand, the shadow of the gun was cast on the wall behind her.
The shadow went against the principles of optics and human common sense, and made a motion to change the direction and aim the gun at Wu Yings abdon.
Bang!
Wu Ying shook violently before bending down to cover her abdon that had been pierced by the bullet. Blood dripped out between her fingers and she turned her head in disbelief. Her shadow on the wall was holding a gun and aiming the gun at her forehead.
Wu Yings eyes widened with horror, but the feeling of being shot through her skull didnt co. Instead, there was a familiar voice.
Shh, dont let her die so soon. I need her to help convey so important information to the volunteers.
This way, the special volunteer can make their final decision.
Dyson Sen had a dream in which Wu Ying kept calling her na. It was just that the distance was too far so she couldnt hear it clearly.
There seed to be continuous gunshots in the dream, but she was trapped in a weird maze and couldnt identify the source of the gunshots.
It wasnt until four in the morning that Dyson Sen woke up from a series of bizarre dreams.
The dormitory was quiet, and there was no sound except for her breathing. Dyson Sen didnt think much of it and was ready to go to sleep again.
Her consciousness had just beco a bit dazed when she was suddenly awakened by a gust of wind blowing in from the corridor.
The door and windows were locked so no wind could co in!
Dyson Sen shot up from the bed. Wu Ying, wake up! Wu Ying?
To her surprise, the always alert Wu Ying didnt respond. There wasnt even the sound of her breathing The unusual silence rang alarm bells in Dyson Sens heart.
Wu Ying?
She grabbed her mobile phone beside her pillow and didnt care about anything else as she directly turned on the torch and aid it in the direction of Wu Yings bed. She repeatedly confird it several tis. The bed was empty and Wu Ying was gone.
The folds of the quilt showed obvious traces of soone sleeping there, but Wu Ying, like the boys in Room 107, had disappeared without a trace from the dormitory.
She imdiately searched under the pillow, but the gun she had been carrying with her was gone.
What was going on?
Dyson Sen took out a Swiss Army knife as a substitute for the gun and walked toward the door with the phones torch. She found it ironic. On the one hand, she knew that light was a source of danger in this instance. On the other hand, as a human being, she had to rely on light to find soone. However, why did Wu Ying disappear silently?
Wu Ying definitely wasnt soone who would move alone without much noise. If there were any new clues, she would definitely inform Dyson Sen, unless
Dyson Sen tried her best to drive these horrible thoughts out of her mind. She grabbed the doorknob and looked stunned. The door was unlocked
She pushed open the door, and the creaking sound spread in the dark corridor, making her feel numb.
Wu Ying? Where are you? Answer . Dyson Sen cautiously raised her torch to look around. If you cant speak, make a little noise and Ill go find you.
She was an experienced sleepwalker and knew there were many extre situations where the victim was put in a situation where they couldnt call for help.
Sure enough, the mont she finished speaking, there was a thumping sound in the dark corridor.
The sound was strangely dull, as if soone was knocking on an iron door with their head.
If she judged correctly, the sound ca from the direction of Room 103, Old Yu and Xia Weis dormitory.
Thump thump thump.
Dyson Sen aid the torch toward Room 103. In the pale beam of light, a head was banging against the iron door.
Wu Ying!
Dyson Sen rushed over like crazy. She accidentally stepped on a big pool of blood on the ground and the blood splashed, hitting Wu Yings stiff, half-wax face
Blood was flowing from her abdon and stopped as her body turned to wax. Dyson Sen approached and determined that Wu Ying had been shot in the abdon. Her incompletely waxed left hand was holding the culprit, the gun.
What is going on? What happened?! Dyson Sen almost threw herself in front of Wu Ying and asked in a trembling voice.
Wu Yings half-wax lips trembled a few tis. Unfortunately, her tongue was completely turned to wax and she couldnt make a sound.
Dont worry, tell slowly. Dont worry Dyson Sen suppressed her sadness and tears and tried to calm herself down in order to dig out the truth while Wu Ying was still breathing.
Wu Yings right index finger trembled. She moved it to touch the blood on the ground and write a few sentences one by one with difficulty.
[Ye Changs shadow]
[Had tell everyone he is going to kill them all]
Dyson Sens breathing paused and her pupils shrank. She stared in horror at the bloody words that Wu Ying tried her best to leave behind.
[Everyone]
[Before the Candleman Festival.]
[Im only the first.]
[Kill Ye]
Wu Ying didnt have the strength to write the last word Chang. She lowered her hand in pain and looked at Dyson Sen with eyes full of despair and pleading. Her lips trembled wildly, and her left hand holding the gun also trembled.
Dyson Sen couldnt read lips, but at this mont, she seed to understand the words that Wu Ying was trying to express.
She was saying: Please shoot . It hurts too much. It really hurts.
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