Tit(3)
"Advisor, draw these black spots, then what?"
The person in front of him asked for the third time, and his tone was full of sincerity, but now it sounded completely eerie.
As he asked the questions, the rolled-up ball in his hand began to move as if it were breathing. It was the decaying gases that were expanding and pushing the outer skin of the corpse outwards.
With the slight "hissing" sound, Taizi's facial muscles kept moving irregularly, and it seemed that he was showing a change of expression that seemed to always respond to me.
However, I vaguely felt that Taizi's expression was really smiling.
But it was not directed at me. It was at the moment when the small building collapsed and he was dying. I don’t know what he saw, but he showed a longing smile, and finally froze.
I can almost imagine how this fake Xu You in front of me, when he received the call from Taizai and went to the meeting place, his original nervousness, excitement, enthusiasm and ambition would turn into suffocating madness in an instant when he saw this smashed smiling human skin.
Especially under this thin human skin, at this moment, it seemed as if something was buried inside, making a slight "beep" sound.
I was sure that the sound was real because along with the beeping sound, the fake Xu You suddenly shouted, roared wildly, and threw the human skin in his hand to the ground.
He kept backing away until his back hit the wall. He subconsciously turned his head to take a look, then screamed in even greater fear and fled from the wall. He kept looking around in this not-so-small room, as it seemed like there was nowhere to escape.
This action gave me the creeps. He broke out in a sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
In this extreme collapse and denial, he suddenly stood there in a daze, and seemed to mutter something to comfort himself. His expression gradually relaxed, and he became stupid and dull. He pinched his throat and suddenly looked at me and said:
"Counselor, why are you silent?"
I slowly exhaled a small breath, feeling cold in my heart, saying damn it, he didn't dare to admit that Taizi was dead. So, he had to continue to maintain the illusion that Taizi was still alive.
Oh my god, my cheeks felt numb in an instant and my heart started beating wildly.
What a madman will do is completely unpredictable and uncontrollable. In some ways, it is even more dangerous than any evil weird thing I have ever encountered.
Strange stories don't target anyone deliberately. In the operation of the rules, they maintain a certain safe indifference like walking on a tightrope. But a crazy person, I have no doubt that he might even bite my face like a drug addict or a zombie.
That kind of predictable death was so funny and hopeless.
I forced myself to suppress my fear, and secretly kicked my toes at the human skin on the ground, trying to see what that beeping thing was and whether it could stop.
While trying to steady him, she changed the subject, "Didn't you ask me what was in that rattan box? It wasn't something mysterious. When I took it, I shook it a bit, and through the gaps in the rattan, I saw just a very old style..."
Walkie-talkie.
There is a walkie-talkie in Taizi's human skin.
It turned out that the inexplicable tiny pieces of glass on Taizai's body were squeezed off from the broken screen of the walkie-talkie.
It was almost exactly the same as the one I saw in the rattan box. On the walkie-talkie that was worn and faded, there was a small red dot representing the power supply that was slowly flashing.
This means that the walkie-talkie is still in communication.
"beep--"
After a long busy tone, the red dot flashed again, and then there was sudden silence on the other end.
No, it wasn't completely quiet. There was actually some movement, but the faint movement was mixed with the heavy breathing of me and the fake Xu You, and it was almost unnoticeable.
There was a very light breathing sound on the other end of the communication.
What's going on? How long has it been communicating? Who is listening on the other end? Why would someone put a walkie-talkie inside Taizi? Is this the same one as the one in the rattan box? Didn't Zhang Tianyi take the box? Why hasn't the breathing voice spoken yet?
"beep."
A hoarse voice said, and it had come close to my ear at some point, imitating the beeping sound and repeating to me: "Listen, he keeps calling me to join him."
I looked at the fake Xu You who was so close to me, and I felt a chill on my back and almost broke out in a sweat.
I think I understand what he means and completely understand how he was driven crazy.
As if to verify my guess, the fake Xu You stretched his neck straight, leaned close to me, and said cheerfully: "Advisor, look, he's on the ground."
He asked me sadly:
"But why? He had become like that, so why was he still contacting me on the intercom? When I arrived, he kept urging me to hurry up, saying that he had found something important and was very happy. So I kept looking for him... but, but I kept looking for him, and when I looked down, he was rotting on the ground. He was actually dead."
My heart skipped a beat, my mouth felt bitter, and I looked at him stiffly.
The fake Xu You closed his eyes and smiled painfully, "Is this my illusion? Because if a person dies or rots, he will stink.
But since he came back, he has been following me around every day, inseparable, and he has always been by my side to visit you. You didn't smell any bad smell, did you? "
"And... and... the intercom is still ringing. He's still looking for me, still looking for me. But every time the intercom automatically picks up the phone, no one speaks."
"I asked him what he wanted to do, but he just didn't answer me!"
As he spoke, the fake Xu You's tone changed. He looked at me fiercely and suddenly grabbed my neck. "Tell me, what on earth is he going to do?!"
This was so sudden that I couldn't breathe. My eyes turned red and my chest started to ache as if it was going to explode. I gritted my teeth and kicked him with my knee.
But the strength of a madman is simply unimaginable. I kicked him and only felt a pain in my toes, but he didn't move at all. I almost vomited blood, and in desperation I suddenly squeezed out a sentence:
"There's a smell! Of course there's a smell! Everyone is dead!"
The force on my neck paused, and the fake Xu You looked at me in disbelief, angry and humiliated: "He's not dead!"
"Dead."
I said, taking a sharp breath and saying coldly, "There has never been any smell of corruption here. But this is a hospital, and there has always been a very strong and pungent smell, but I subconsciously ignored it."
"…Formalin?"
The fake Xu You was stunned, mumbling something, and slowly lowered his head to look at his hands. Only now did I notice the new and old corrosive scars on his hands.
"The hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant. I didn't know which department I was placed in. I always felt that the smell of formalin was drifting in from the window next door."
I held my neck, sat down, bent down and turned over the human skin on the ground, and an unprecedented murderous intent and anger surged up in my heart.
"The walkie-talkie needs to be tuned. As an old hand, how could you not know that if your brain is pushed by a pig?"
After flipping the human skin, I reached out and pulled out the walkie-talkie. I felt severe bruising and deformation on my neck, and I suspected that if I continued to hold out, my neck would be strangled.
"beep--"
The light breathing sound disappeared, replaced by a kind of irritating busy tone. The red dot on the intercom was bulging, which made me feel sick.
It is precisely because of this that I think that, even though this was such a horrific and tragic scene, the fake Xu You probably had not looked at it in such detail until the moment he was driven crazy.
I held out my hand to him: "Give me back the fruit knife."
The fake Xu You was silent for a while, then asked in a muffled voice: "What are you doing?"
"Dig out that lingering ghost voice and show it to you, an illiterate man." I said coldly, barely gathering up the remaining strength and chopping the fruit knife down with force.
The beeping sound suddenly flashed rapidly.
I pried it open with force, and the solid plastic shell was pushed open. The fruit knife picked out a dark red, still-wriggling thing, which looked like a leech that had sucked enough blood.
The difference is that this thing has a pattern on its back that looks like black spots, mixed with some dangerous bright yellow, which makes people dizzy at first glance.
The small red dot that has been glowing all the time is its bulging abdomen, which is covered with something like scales that reflect light, causing the light to jump between brightness and darkness.
When I picked it out with the tip of a knife, I saw a long blood vessel-like thing still remaining in the walkie-talkie. To be precise, there was a crack on the back of the walkie-talkie, and the thing had penetrated deep into the skin of the Taiwanese through the crack.
After being exposed to the air, the leech-like thing continued to suck, and the diaphragm in the abdomen rubbed and moved slightly.
"beep--"
Only then did I sit down on the ground, and a layer of white sweat suddenly broke out on my back. The sweat soaked my clothes on the back, and it felt sticky and uncomfortable.
The fake Xu You also stood there in a daze, staring at the wriggling leeches, as if he was crazy.
I looked at him, his face expressionless, and said, "Is everything alright? Taizi is dead."
He seemed to be completely lost in his own thoughts, but his expression had indeed eased a lot, as if he had finally found a reasonable answer and was able to take a break from so many days of continuous madness.
"I'm so scared." I complained, "Go wash your face." Seeing that he was indifferent, I became a little resentful and said angrily, "Hey, this is your territory, is it okay for me to go to the corridor to find the bathroom? I can't run away."
The fake Xu You blinked slowly, seemed to think that I was right, nodded slowly, and made a vague response in his throat.
I wiped the fruit knife on the bed sheet, put on the cotton slippers on the bed, and took off my heavy and dusty raincoat and placed it on the edge of the bed.
I walked calmly past the fake Xu You, controlling myself not to reveal any abnormality until I walked out of the room and closed the door.
A slight cool breeze blew in the empty corridor. I couldn't hold it in any longer. My face turned pale and my heartbeat jumped to my throat.
Holding my breath, I quietly walked to the end of the corridor, walking faster and faster, and finally running wildly.
I want to escape from that madman, I must escape from that ward and Taizi's body.
Because I lied.
The crazy fake Xu You might not have noticed for a moment that I had dug out the strange leech from Taizi's corpse in a hurry just now, which seemed to finally explain and solve the source of his madness.
But there is one thing that I can't explain, and I have been very worried for a long time because I am afraid he will notice it.
That breathing sound.
Yes, that breathing sound, I don’t know what it is.
Not the smell of corruption, not that weird blood-sucking leech, not any other sounds that could be mistaken. It was human breathing.
There really was a breathing sound that could be heard from time to time inside Taizai's thin skin. It was not lingering in the fake Xu You's crazy illusion, but was real.
More importantly, I changed the subject and prevented the fake Xu You from thinking about the question I had originally raised in fear:
——Whose little faces are reflected in the glass fragments in those black-spot-like holes on Taizi’s body?
At the critical moment when my life was about to be strangled, I found a way to temporarily overcome face blindness. That is to break down the things I see into pieces in my mind, just like breaking down a piece of calligraphy, and then put them back together.
Since it is a Gestalt collapse, just treat it as a set of building blocks and reassemble and identify it.
In the moment before I suffocated, I was sure that when I put those faces back together, I saw those features...
The facial features are exactly the same as those of the madman in the ward.
Taizi's body was covered with the face of that madman.
So are the patterns on the backs of those leeches.
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