"Don't be nervous." Joey tried his best to keep the expression on his face warm.
He stroked Barbara's little head and asked seriously: "Where did you go?"
Barbara looked at him with aggrieved face.
Half an hour later.
Joey finally learned the whole story, and then looked at the other two people with suspicious eyes: "Are you all kidnapped test subjects?"
It’s hard to believe how crazy a person is to kidnap hundreds of women, is it just to send them into a dream?
Joey even thought that the missing woman would be sold to a high-end club for people's pleasure, or her organs would be resold. The current situation is that the other party not only did not treat them badly, but even put a lot of effort into them.
According to Barbara's account, they were locked up in a castle. Apart from being unable to leave, they were provided with the best food, clothing, housing and transportation. The only thing they needed to pay was to conduct a dream experiment every once in a while.
Moreover, even if you are killed by a monster in a dream, it will not cause harm to your body in the real world.
"What's their purpose?" Joey asked.
Barbara shook her head and turned her gaze to Jennifer.
She was the first subject among the three to participate in the dream experiment.
Jennifer was always wary of Joey. She looked away and snorted:
"Hmph! Are you stupid or am I stupid? How could we know such a thing?"
Yo! Still a bad temper. Joey was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Have you never thought about finding out the other party's purpose and finding an opportunity to escape?"
Jennifer didn't even bother to explain this time. She walked to one side and looked out through the gap between the windows.
It was Adela who took over the conversation and explained in a low voice: "We can't escape. We can't even get close to the gate of the castle."
At this point, she paused and looked hesitant.
"If you have any questions, just say it directly. This will help me analyze the incident and also increase your hope of escape."
"I suspect that we are not in the real world at all, but in the spiritual world."
The word spiritual world is very unfamiliar to Joey, at least it does not exist in the general history of Senegal.
Moreover, Adela can speak of the existence of the spirit world in one sentence, which is enough to prove that her identity is not simple.
She also seemed to see the change in Joey's expression, and then explained:
"The spiritual world was once ruled by Pluto. It was the kingdom of the dead."
Joey's brows trembled slightly, and an idea quietly emerged.
This is very similar to the Three Realms in Chinese mythology. Is there still a heaven?
He nodded seriously, thinking to himself: Maybe the righteous god lives there.
"Don't make any noise? Something is approaching here." Jennifer's anxious voice interrupted the conversation between the two.
Joey suppressed the sound of footsteps and cautiously leaned toward the window.
Outside the church, there was a group of monsters wandering around the streets at some point.
Some distance away, only a blurry black shadow can be seen.
It wasn't until I got closer that I saw it clearly.
That thing looked very weird. The upper body was a ball of flesh with a mouth on it. There were no eyes or nose. The gaps between the mouths were countless wriggling black tentacles. The lower body was four thick legs.
At first glance, it looks like a lying turtle with bloody pieces of meat on its back.
"What the hell?" Joey asked in surprise.
Jennifer rolled her eyes at Joey and said angrily:
"Shut up, you'll be found out."
However, just this simple conversation seemed to alarm things outside.
They roared and began to gather and run towards the church.
Dong Dong Dong~
They didn't seem to feel any pain, and they slammed their bodies against the walls and doors.
"What are you doing standing there, run?" Joey shouted anxiously as he saw that the door held up by the seat was about to be pushed open.
Barbara gently held Joey's hand and said, "Joy, don't be afraid."
Not scared, are you kidding me? He stared at his sister in astonishment.
"There is no way to escape. We will be hunted down by these four-legged beasts every time."
Joey looked at Barbara sadly.
How many times did she have to experience this kind of thing before she could face it so calmly? She must have suffered a lot during the time she was missing.
Jennifer grinned and said: "It's not a big deal, it just hurts for a few seconds when being eaten."
While she was saying this, the door of the church had been knocked open.
Several four-legged beasts rushed into the church, and their tentacles wrapped around four people.
Soon, Jennifer's body turned into bubbles and disappeared amidst the sounds of chewing, and the same happened to Adela.
Joey clasped Barbara's hand, dragged her, broke a window with his body and escaped.
"Joy, don't run away. It's okay to be eaten. You'll be back to reality soon."
Behind him were the messy footsteps of the four-legged beast, and Joey said without looking back: "Don't talk."
Return to reality, stop being funny, he saw it clearly just now.
Although Jennifer and Adela escaped from the dream, their bodies composed of spiritual bodies have lost part of their spirituality. If this state continues several times, the outer body may become a vegetative state that will never wake up.
Gradually, Joey also discovered something was wrong.
The four-legged beasts following behind seemed to be very sensitive to sounds.
When he was running ahead, the four-legged beast he was chasing had an obvious target.
However, when he turned the corner and paused for a second or two, the monsters seemed to have lost their target direction.
After trying it several times, Joey was convinced that the sound was the opponent's means of chasing people.
immediately.
After turning around an alley, Joey stopped where he was. Dwarf squatted down, and the chasing four-legged beasts all passed by without noticing him or Barbara at all.
He gasped for air until all the four-legged beasts were gone. He found a random room and got into it.
Before he could rest for a moment.
Barbara's body slowly began to fade.
"Barbara~"
Just as he was about to grab Barbara, he stretched out his hand, but found that his body was also in a transparent state.
"Joy, it's okay, it's just time."
Her face was ugly, full of reluctance and grievance.
"Barbara, I will save you. Wait for me. Remember, you can't let those monsters eat your body."
At this time, only one head was left in Barbara's body. She bit her lip, remained silent, and just nodded slightly.
"Tell me how often you will conduct experiments~"
Joey looked anxious, but he didn't get any response. Barbara's body had completely disappeared, and he jumped away.
Barbara's memory image stayed at the moment when Joey pounced on her. She struggled hard and suddenly woke up from her dream.
Surrounded by a group of people wearing white coats and masks, one of them said excitedly:
"You performed very well this time and stayed longer than last time."
On the bed not far away, there were many girls like her, whose bodies were covered with threads. Many of them were sitting with blank faces. Some covered their faces and cried, some opened their mouths and giggled, and some had their eyes closed. It's like falling into a deep sleep.
There is a person standing next to each bed, holding a pen and paper in his hand to record.
Passing through the crowd, the eyes of Jennifer, Adela and Barbara met. In their eyes, there seemed to be thousands of words they wanted to express, but due to the current situation, they could only give up.
Soon, those who woke up were driven out of the room. As for those who were still sleeping, no one knew their fate.
At the same time, Joey also wakes up in Freya's room.
What caught his eye was a broken sculpture. He squatted down with a solemn expression, reached out to pick up half of the clay sculpture, and turned it into powder with a gentle grip.
"That weird energy seems to have disappeared?"
After rummaging through the debris, nothing strange happened. There was a faint hint of fish belly white in the sky in the distance, so he had to leave first.
The morning sun is brilliant and bright, and there are gradually more people running for life on the streets.
Holding out his hand to stop a carriage, Joey went straight to his destination, No. 3 Levitt Street.
Livit Street is a mid-range residence in Leah. Because of what happened last time, martial law was implemented here and a cordon was put up.
Opposite Ruger Giles' house, Joey approached a cafe and chose a seat by the window to sit down. Here, he could see the opposite window.
"Sir, what do you need?"
The waiter came forward to greet me politely.
"A glass of water, thank you!"
"OK!"
Needless to say, the service attitude of the coffee shop is quite good, and they did not slack off because of Joey's low consumption.
"Let me ask, what happened on the other side? Why is martial law enforced?"
Take the water from the waiter and put the tip on the tray.
In fact, the salary in this kind of cafe is not high. Most of the waiters' compensation comes from tips, which is why their service attitude is good.
"I heard that the owner of that house committed suicide inside."
Suicide, is this the police's notification to the outside world?
Joey's question seemed to arouse the other party's gossip, and he talked a lot.
Of course, some of the information still has merit.
For example, in the early hours of every night, there would be quarrels in the room. This was accidentally discovered by the waiter during a night shift.
It's night again?
Dreams, red moon, sculptures, missing girls, experiments?
For a time, Joey's mind was filled with countless thoughts.
After leaving the coffee shop, I asked around again and asked around. They all said that Luger was trapped in love and committed suicide in anger.
And they can also outline a complete love story.
Soon, Joey noticed something was wrong, as if someone was watching him.
"Interesting? Ruger is dead, and there are still people guarding No. 3 Levitt Street."
Pretending to be nonchalant, he slowly blended into the crowd.
It was approaching noon, and the hot air was getting stronger. Joey stood on the balcony of a high-rise building in Lia Pier.
Here, with spiritual vision turned on, you can see far away.
On Levitt Street, with Ruger's home as the midpoint, there will be a suspicious-looking person at regular intervals.
These people have a common characteristic, that is, they observe their surroundings with a critical eye.
"Is it the police or the church? Judging from the behavior, it should be someone from the Public Security Department."
Joey couldn't understand why these people were staring here.
This seems a lot like sitting back and waiting.
Why do they think Harvey will come back?
The only thing he could think of about the elaborate ambush was Harvey's escape.
"Are they looking for me?"
In his sight, Joey noticed that people who were originally scattered began to get together in pairs.
If he hadn't escaped so quickly just now, he might have been surrounded.
"Did you find it?" A middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker walked into the coffee shop and met another person. In front of that person was the waiter who just talked to Joey.
"Did a man enter your store just now?" He described Joey's height and body shape with his hands.
The waiter looked at the two of them warily, showing no intention of answering.
She pursed her lips and motioned for the two of them to look around at the customers who were drinking coffee.
The meaning is obvious, you have to consume first.
A trace of anger flashed across the resolute face of the man in the windbreaker, and he snorted coldly and took out his ID from his arms.
"The Public Security Department is handling the case, please cooperate."
The waiter glanced up, then turned and left without looking back, muttering in a low voice: "The Sheriff's Department is great, I didn't break the law, Qi~, they are a bunch of guys with nothing to do."
Facts have proved that in a world where divine power is greater than royal power, even if you are a member of the Public Security Department, your influence will not be great.
If they showed their identities as church law enforcers, not to mention just a waiter, even the boss would have to come out to greet them, so how could they dare to show off their face.
"Two cups of coffee, no sugar"
The man in the trench coat squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
The waiter's originally impatient expression immediately changed to a smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Soon, two cups of coffee were served.
The waiter stared at the two officers with a smile on his face.
Under the pained eyes of the other party, he accepted the tip and then told him what Joey had asked before.
"You mean, he is asking about the owner of the house on No. 3?"
"That's right! He's much more generous than you guys. He's at the Sheriff's Department, so he only gives you such a small tip~"
. . .
Joey stood at a high place, with his spiritual eyes always paying attention to the coffee shop below. From the shape of his mouth, he could roughly judge the words of the conversation between the two parties.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, dragged his chin, and murmured to himself:
"It is indeed the Public Security Department, but I don't know what their purpose is?"
As time goes by, the sun slowly sets and night falls.
He was like a hunter dormant in the jungle, quietly waiting for his prey to appear.
"Let me see what is hidden there, let the church send people to keep an eye on it."
One thing he never understood was why the Holy Church would fabricate a love story about Ruger Giles.
What are they hiding? Is it because he is afraid of causing panic?
After all, compared to being polluted by evil gods, committing suicide for love is easier for people to accept, and it can control public opinion well.
The lights of thousands of houses were gradually extinguished, and the night in the early morning was profoundly quiet.
As the zero hour arrived, Ruger Giles' house was gradually shrouded in a layer of red mist, looming in sight, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze.
This state lasted for about ten seconds. The red mist dissipated and everything returned to its original state.
"What's going on? There was clearly extraordinary energy just now, why did it disappear?"
