There was a child sitting on the tricycle, about 5 or 6 years old. It was a girl. Her hair mixed with blood was tied into two ponytails at the back of her head. The girl lowered her head and huffed in her throat as if she was drowning. the sound of.
As the girl raised her head, Tang Qisheng's eyes shrank suddenly. This... this girl actually had no eyes.
No, no, it used to be there, but it was dug up cruelly, and now there are only two terrifying bloody holes left!
But that's not the most terrifying thing. The moment he saw the girl's face clearly, Tang Qisheng's heart was broken. This girl actually had a face exactly like his own daughter!
"Yuanyuan..."
Tang Qisheng burst into tears instantly, and the girl seemed to notice him, as the children's bicycle began to drive slowly towards him.
But the next second, Tang Qisheng realized that his daughter had died long ago, and she would never appear here.
The filter was broken, and now when I look at it, the girl's face has become moldy. It's not her daughter at all, just a strange and terrifying face.
There was no trace of innocence in that face, which was completely filled with killing and resentment. As Tang Qisheng walked out of the illusion, the girl seemed to have lost her goal. The blood-stained bicycle wandered aimlessly in place, and finally turned around again with reluctance. He left and went back to the room he came out from.
Tang Qisheng, who had narrowly escaped death, gasped for air. He subconsciously tightened the cloth strip that was holding the wound on his chest with his hands, but something surprising happened. He opened the cloth strip little by little, and the wound inside was still shocking. But no more blood was shed.
"The wound...is the wound okay?"
With doubts, Tang Qisheng poked him gently with his hand, and the strong pain instantly brought him back to reality, "Hiss——"
It still hurts, but the wound no longer bleeds. Tang Qisheng finally realized the weirdness here. Since he came here, the injuries on his body seemed to have stopped, no longer bleeding, and no longer getting worse. Otherwise, based on the severity of his injuries, It looked like he might have collapsed a long time ago.
"Could it be that all the people who come here, no matter how injured they are, will never die? Is this an immortal world?"
With doubts and deep vigilance, Tang Qisheng stepped lightly and approached the door little by little, the one through which the girl came in and out.
Picked up a sign from the ground and wiped off the blood. The words "activity room" were crookedly written on it in blue pen.
The door was wide open. Tang Qisheng, who was standing outside, could easily see the scene inside. It was a large room with many amusement facilities, including wooden horses, bicycles, building blocks, children's castles, and inflatable slides. etc.
Dozens or hundreds of children climbed up and down these amusement facilities, playing tirelessly and repeating mechanical and weird movements. The scene was extremely weird.
Slowly, Tang Qisheng also noticed that all these children had their eyes gouged out, and they were definitely not in harmony with each other.
He would often fight over the ownership of a certain toy, showing a ferocity that was not inferior to that of a wild beast. He witnessed a girl in a floral skirt push a little boy to the ground and bite off half of the boy's ear. The cause was a scramble for a rope to climb on.
Compared with other toys, a few glass balls are the key to these children's fights. The children who grab the glass balls can't wait to stuff the glass balls into their eyes, and then let out a satisfied laugh like a broken bellows.
But before long, the child who grabbed the glass beads would be knocked down and pushed to the ground. Several dozen hands would grab his face at the same time and pull out the glass beads from the bloody eye sockets.
"Eyes! Give me...Give me eyes!"
Heart-rending screams could be heard endlessly. These children had an extremely strong obsession with their eyes. Tang Qisheng suspected that these children in front of him were children who had been pieced together into monsters with mutilated limbs.
A glass bead flew to Tang Qisheng's feet due to the fight, and the next second, a boy wearing a hospital gown rushed over.
If Tang Qisheng hadn't dodged quickly, the boy would have crashed into his arms.
He knew very well that if these children found out, he would probably be torn into pieces immediately.
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The boy lay on the ground, holding the glass bead tightly with his two small hands and placing it towards his eye socket. Tang Qisheng, who was condescending, saw an even more horrifying scene. A large hole was opened in the back of the boy's head and his skull was cut out. A neat triangular gap was made. Looking in through the gap, one could see that more than half of the boy's brain had been hollowed out.
Tang Qisheng's eyes were jumping. He didn't know what kind of ghost place this was, and what kind of nightmare these children had encountered. Everything in this underground world was twisted, constantly challenging the bottom line of a person.
On the next road, he passed many rooms, pharmacy, waiting area, infusion area, injection room, dispensing room, drug storage area, infusion observation room, treatment room... It was originally a place to treat diseases and save people, but now it is all A scene of personal purgatory. In a room called the punishment room, Tang Qisheng saw an unforgettable scene in his life. A dozen huge iron hooks were hung from the ceiling, with a child hanging on each hook.
[In view of the general environment,
Some penetrated from the collarbone, and others from the throat, the back of the head, and the eye sockets. The scene was horrific, like a slaughterhouse.
But in this kind of place, people will not die. What is left to them is endless pain. As if they sense that someone is coming, they twist their bodies and struggle, making painful wailing sounds from time to time.
Just as the wailing became louder and louder, a huge crash suddenly sounded, and the ground shook. The children's wailing disappeared instantly, and each one fell silent.
Squatting down and clutching his heart, Tang Qisheng gasped for air. At that moment, he suddenly felt like he was in his heart. He was almost certain that the source of the sound was the most terrifying place in the underground world of the hospital.
Exiting the room, he searched for the feeling. Not long after, he stopped again. Now what appeared in front of him was a huge black iron door.
The iron door is 4 meters high. The rusty door is covered with green veins and muscles. The smell of blood with a putrid smell spreads from the cracks in the door, which is rich and nauseating.
This smell was not unfamiliar to Tang Qisheng. He had smelled the same smell when he faced the invisible and terrifying monster with mutilated limbs last night.
Tang Qisheng couldn't help but become vigilant, inside...this was the monster's lair!
He raised his head as high as he could and looked at the door. In the midst of the tangle of nausea, he saw a house number extending crookedly.
"Dean chamber......"
