At this moment, I am in a dark wine cellar.
The only light source was the large kerosene lamp on the wall. The yellow light shone on the oak barrels that exuded a strong aroma of wine, casting long shadows on the ground.
Allen and I sat in the shadows, facing each other in silence.
It was obvious that, like me, he had not yet recovered from the shock.
I had never thought that Grandma Angelica had such a past, let alone how the proud old man Tanis faced those terrible encounters...
To this day, the roar of old man Tanis still echoes in my ears, full of anger, unwillingness, and despair.
I don’t know how to describe it. At that time, his voice washed over my soul like a tsunami, making me almost feel the same.
If it hadn't been for the nauseating ripples that suddenly rolled up from mid-air and threw us to this place, I might have cried in embarrassment there.
*
"Those things...are they true?" I asked in a low voice, hugging my knees more tightly.
Allen shook his head in the darkness, "I don't know, but I saw my grandmother...crying." As he said that, he and I looked at each other, and he seemed to have come to a conclusion in his mind.
"What I care about is another thing." Unexpectedly, he continued to speak.
"What?"
"Did you notice? Before we saw... saw that person, I heard him seeming to be talking to some existence, as if there was another person there!"
I thought for a while, "...Yes, I did hear Tanis talking when we entered the side hall. And, later, he also said that you were a dog sent by someone."
That sentence made Alan glare at me with bloodshot eyes.
I looked away, "In other words, there is a being that Tanis hates that has been hiding in the shadows? Who is that being? The person who pulled him into the nightmare?"
"Maybe it's someone trying to manipulate this nightmare."
"Why are they manipulating other people's nightmares? How perverted are they to force others to face... well, these disgusting pasts?" As I said that, I suddenly stopped, and a bad premonition came to me. mind.
I once suspected that the demons who wanted to destroy our star were inextricably related to this nightmare world.
They may want to catch us all from nightmares, but now it seems that they want to drive people to mental breakdown in nightmares, and then become their own puppets!
oh……
If they could get hold of the soul of an obedient Tanis, stuff it into some vessel filled with necromancy and control it... that would be a real killer.
*
Squeak--
At that moment, a harsh sound of the wooden door opening and closing suddenly came from upstairs, and then, a series of heavy footsteps came from the wooden ladder in the corner.
Dong Dong Dong ---
The sound comes from top to bottom, from far to near.
Taking a slight breath, I immediately jumped into the surging shadow cloud next to me, sticking tightly to the dry wall.
Allen could hide between the two oak barrels, and his figure gradually faded until he merged with the surrounding darkness.
Dong dong dong--
At the top of the stairs, a thin shadow entered my field of vision.
After coming down, he did not turn around, but turned his back to us and walked all the way to the innermost part of the wine cellar on the uneven wooden floor.
He seemed to be making his rounds, pausing at each barrel to observe.
The closer I got, the more frightened I felt, because I found that the figure did not make any breathing sound.
Dong dong dong--
Finally, he turned to our side with heavy steps. At this moment, when the yellow light shone on his face, I couldn't help but gasp, because this man had no facial features on his face!
