Through the mirror in front of him, Tang Yiling once again took in one third of the bathroom. The figures of some disposable items were also reflected in the mirror.
The bright white light projected Tang Yiling's figure on the wall, and his obviously elongated shadow also appeared in the mirror.
In the quiet and small bathroom, in addition to the constant noise of the air conditioner working outside the door, there seemed to be an extremely subtle sound of electricity passing through my ears.
(Isn't it still possible? The only solution for now is to take risks alone... But the risk of doing so is too high)
After staring at his own eyes in the mirror for a long time, Tang Yiling showed a hint of loss in his eyes. He grabbed a towel and wiped his long-dried face, and the towel naturally covered his sight.
The mirror without the observer appears like ripples on the surface of water. As the ripples gradually became denser, a black shadow quickly spread from the center of the mirror and covered the entire mirror.
The dark mirror surface, through the refraction of light, reflects everything in the bathroom into the mirror world. Among them was Tang Yiling, who was concentrating on wiping his face at this time.
Because the temperature in the room was relatively high, only water marks remained on Tang Yiling's face, which was already sparse. The wet towel wiped the face, quietly taking away the traces of water...
The towel was hung up again, and after Tang Yiling looked at his face without any watermark reflected on the silver mirror, he took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.
"Crack!"
The lights in the bathroom went out, and the lights in the room also went out as the quilt was lifted. Not long after, a slight snoring sounded.
The only sounds left in the silent room were Tang Yiling's gentle snoring and the unchanging white noise of the air conditioner.
The light from the street lights outside the window, through the gauze curtains, brought a small amount of light to the dark room.
Light falls like raindrops, and the reflections of the scattered furniture gradually deepen as they continue to overlap. The floor paved with ceramic tiles is like the tranquil sea surface above the deep sea, which will cause ripples when the wind blows.
The neatly arranged furniture in the house seems to be suspended above the water as if weightless. The ripples on the water surface are also spreading to all sides of the house.
When the ripples touched the wall, they did not rebound like ordinary ripples on the water. Instead, they continued to spread along the wall.
Not long after, the ripples spread out to all sides of the room... and finally converged on the ceiling directly above Tang Yiling. Water droplets as black as ink condensed on the ceiling, and allowed the gravity of the earth to pull themselves out of the darkness.
The wind blowing from the air conditioner kept recirculating in the room, pulling together with gravity the small water droplets hanging precariously from the ceiling.
"Tick tock!"
The connection between the water droplet and the water surface was torn off, and it let the wind guide it, falling straight towards the sleeping Tang Yiling's eyebrows.
At this moment, the interior of the room was completely submerged in darkness, and the remaining light was completely shut out. If you look at the fourth-floor window from the street, it will only feel a little blurry.
The cold weather in the middle of winter also provided an excellent disguise for the inexplicable biting cold air surrounding the hotel.
(If this water droplet really falls on the eyebrows, even if it will not be swallowed, it will most likely cause damage to the body...)
At this moment, Tang Yiling's eyes were wide open, staring at the dark water droplets falling from the ceiling.
The bone-chilling chill emanating from the room... and the water droplets themselves had already made Tang Yiling's cheeks turn red and numb.
In fact, when the ripples were flowing around him, Tang Yiling opened his eyes alertly; the originally light bedding was now as heavy as if it had been filled with lead stone.
Tang Yiling realized that he had encountered the established link when a terrorist incident occurred, [ghost on the bed]!
The limbs and torso in the quilt were as if they had been filled with cement and solidified, with not a single movable gap remaining.
The remaining clear brain and smart eyes became the medium to witness the drop of the sharp blade of water and spread fear.
As the water droplets fell, countless chaotic thoughts accumulated in the brain, and countless thoughts filled the entire brain in an instant.
Tang Yiling wanted to force himself to calm down, but the instinctive human fear suppressed his normal thinking.
(Could it be said that the only way left is to make dangerous moves? But can we really succeed just by touching the water droplets...)
Chaotic thoughts filled my brain, and water droplets less than a foot were approaching step by step. I wanted to shout, but my throat seemed to be stuck with 502 glue and I couldn't make a sound.
The power of fear continues to lengthen the surrounding time, and the darkness becomes deeper and deeper and cannot be seen directly...
"call……"
A slightly hot breath came out of Tang Yiling's mouth. I don't know whether it's because of nervousness or confusion of thoughts, but an inexplicable heat is brewing inside the body and spreading out through the skin at the same time.
However, Tang Yiling, who was gradually controlled by chaotic thoughts and fear, failed to discover the strangeness inside his body in time; the "Sword of Damocles" hanging above his head had already taken away his few normal thoughts and consciousness.
But the moment the water droplet touched the center of his eyebrows, a fiery heat from an unknown source suddenly burst out from Tang Yiling's body and out of his body.
Time stood still at this moment, and everything in the room looked like amber filled with resin.
"boom!"
The sudden heat actually ignited the blood all over Tang Yiling's body. Different from the low-pressure blood boiling produced under vacuum, the blood temperature in Tang Yiling's body exceeded the boiling point in an instant.
His current state is like that of Metkai who has opened the eight gates. His whole body is an abnormal dark red, and the sweat evaporated by the high temperature also appears red like blood.
The water droplet that had come into contact with Tang Yiling's skin turned into steam and disappeared while bursting with heat.
The room that was originally enveloped in an inexplicable cold air completely lost its meaning of existence at the moment when the heat burst out.
Although the wooden furniture and cotton bedding in the room were exposed to the blazing heat, except that the surface was too dry, they were not ignited by the high temperature of the surrounding environment.
The darkness that enveloped the room together with the cold air, as black as ink, was also directly blown away by the sudden blazing heat. The room that was originally shrouded in darkness returned to the embrace of light.
The darkness and coldness were all eliminated by the blazing heat, but the ceiling, tiled walls and tiled floor in the house seemed to be painted with red paint, looking bright but inexplicably weird.
"Uh...ah!!!"
The hot feeling in Tang Yiling's body gradually receded after the darkness dissipated, but the high temperature burning and the body's evaporating feeling at that moment still made him scream unconsciously.
The blazing heat only stayed for a short time, but the skin exposed by the bedding still showed dark red burn marks, as well as the dry state of the human body after losing a lot of water.
According to the normal progression of the story, even the shouting from the back room would have woken up most of the sleeping guests!
Subsequently, Tang Yiling, who was discovered by the guests, would be handed over directly to the medical staff and escorted to the emergency room with full authority.
But the sound insulation effect of the hotel is excellent. Even if someone is listening close to the door, they may not be able to hear anything.
In the next five days, unless he is discovered by a conscientious thief or hotel staff with unclean hands. Otherwise, in Tang Yiling's current state, he could only try every possible means to save himself.
But the physical pain had not been reduced, and the sudden feeling of exhaustion invaded Tang Yiling's defenseless consciousness.
The room that was still echoing Tang Yiling's painful shouts suddenly fell silent at this moment, and everything seemed to have returned to the quiet state at the beginning.
In the [Nightmare Realm], Tang Yiling, whose whole body was pressed against the cold wall, lowered his head and repeatedly checked the skin exposed outside his clothes.
Although the pain in reality cannot be realized in dreams, severe injuries and painful flashback memories in the brain will be captured in dreams. Even if you hide in a dream, you will still encounter real-life pain. torture.
But in contrast, the pain of reality will be greatly weakened in dreams...
To a certain extent, the nightmare did protect Tang Yiling's consciousness that was on the verge of collapse; at least during this period of time in the dream, he no longer had to worry about being tortured by pain.
