Chapter 126: Mermaid Elegy and Werewolf (16) Emerging from behind the curtain...
Johnson returned to his desk and sat down, picked up his glass and bottle again, and poured himself two more drinks.
The growing sleepiness made him yawn repeatedly. He was about to take a nap, but he finally asked a serious question: "Hey, Michael, is the communication restored?"
A man in a suit and tie soon walked in and told Johnson, "There's no news yet, but it should be soon."
After all, the game is over, and it is only a matter of time before communication is restored.
The man thought.
Johnson waved him out, yawned again, stood up and walked towards the bedroom door not far away.
After taking two steps, the image that flashed through his peripheral vision made his mind pause. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and finally saw the two rows of bloody footprints extending from the bathroom.
Johnson was stunned.
At the same time, an invisible barrier enveloped the suite, and several pairs of hands silently covered the eyes and ears of the bodyguards outside the door.
"What is that..." Johnson couldn't figure out where the bloodstains came from. He just felt irritated and cursed incoherently. He simply took off his slippers and continued walking towards the bedroom barefoot.
Xuan Chi immediately followed, leaving behind Johnson another series of bloody footprints that only he could see.
Johnson walked into the bedroom, turned around to close the door, and saw footprints on the ground at a glance.
This time he felt something was wrong. Thinking about what happened a few days ago, his first reaction was that a killer had sneaked into the room and was waiting for an opportunity to kill him.
"Someone come!" he shouted. After waiting two seconds for no response, he shouted again, "Michael!"
Still no response.
Johnson was a little panicked and simply walked to the door to look for someone. The door was open and there were two bodyguards standing on both sides of the door. When he walked not far from the door, Michaelson saw their shoulders sticking out from the edge of the door frame.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" He was a little annoyed, but the two bodyguards still didn't react.
Johnson strode forward, and the moment he stepped through the door, the scene in front of him instantly turned into countless blurred blocks of color, which twisted into a colorful vortex, and then instantly returned to the appearance of the suite's living room.
He had his back to the door, as if he had just walked in.
Glancing back, he saw the shoulders of two bodyguards peek out from the edge of the door frame.
"What..." Johnson's head buzzed and he tried to go out for help again, but the result was the same.
He heard his breathing and heartbeat become disordered. The strange situation made him dare not try to go out again. He stood inside the door and called them desperately, but the two people outside the door seemed to be unable to hear his voice at all and stood there motionless.
...In fact, they heard a little movement, but the sound seemed to be thousands of miles away and sounded so vague that it seemed like an illusion.
The two bodyguards looked at each other in confusion several times, and finally decided to go into the house to take a look.
They turned and walked into the front door, and seeing that there was no one in the living room, they went straight to the bedroom.
Before I even reached the bedroom door, it suddenly became dark around me.
At the same moment, Johnson's time suddenly went dark.
He turned around in panic and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. He saw that the sky, which was bright just now, had turned into night. A crescent moon was floating quietly among the dark clouds, and the stars were almost invisible. Only the faint sound of the wind was heard eerily.
Yes... eerie. Johnson didn't know why the sound of the wind gave him this feeling, but that was how he felt at the moment.
His back felt cold and the hairs on his arms stood up. He felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from behind.
He then turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.
After thinking it over, he felt that the empty living room was not suitable for dealing with an attack, so he strode into the bedroom.
He originally wanted to close the door and lock it, but then he thought about it carefully and was afraid that there was something hidden in the bedroom, so he subconsciously reached out to touch the switch on the wall, wanting to turn on the light first. But after pressing it several times, the light in the room did not respond.
Johnson swallowed, picked up a golf club from behind the door and held it tightly in his hand. He walked lightly to the closet door and opened it one by one to check.
Every time he opened a door, his heart beat wildly, but it turned out that his nervousness was completely unnecessary. There was nothing in the three wardrobes except a few clothes he had worn recently.
Johnson looked around the bedroom in the dark again: there was also a desk in the bedroom, but the space under the desk was obviously empty. As for the bed, it was floor-to-ceiling and had no drawers, so there was no possibility of hiding someone there.
He consoled himself, thinking that his suspicion was unnecessary, and speculated that this might be a strange bug that appeared after the Werewolf game ended.
...I have to say, that strange werewolf killing scene raised everyone's psychological endurance.
Johnson thought so, and pretended to be calm as he lay down on the bed, ready to take a nap as planned. Maybe everything would be back to normal when he woke up?
He closed his eyes, sleepiness quickly set in. Johnson was too sleepy to open his eyes, so when he felt something touching his forehead, he didn't pay attention to it for a moment.
Beside the bed, the mermaids looked at the ceiling curiously, watching Si Ling drip blood drop by drop onto Johnson's eyebrows.
Two drops, three drops...
Johnson finally grew annoyed and wiped his forehead as he stood up and looked at the ceiling.
First, he didn't find anything unusual on the ceiling, and then when he lowered his gaze, he saw the dark, thick liquid smeared on his hands.
Johnson felt a chill on his back again, but in the blink of an eye, the liquid disappeared.
Johnson rubbed his fingers; they were completely dry. He stared at them for a long moment, finally convincing himself that it was an illusion caused by excessive stress, and lay back down.
Half asleep and half awake, the feeling between my eyebrows appeared again.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
"Enou..." Johnson growled, sitting up again, the last "gh" sound getting caught in his throat as he tilted his head back.
He saw a large stain on the ceiling, just above his head. Due to the dim light, the stain was just a darker color, but Johnson smelled a strong smell of blood.
As he was stunned, another drop splashed down, passed by Johnson's eyes, and splashed on the back of his hand.
Directly above, Si Ling gestured to a mermaid who had already prepared.
The mermaid immediately jumped up, climbed onto the ceiling with the help of Si Ling's magic power, and came to Si Ling's side.
So when Johnson was still staring at the blood on the back of his hand, a strand of hair suddenly fell off and landed on the back of his hand.
Johnson looked up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted. The bloodstain was undergoing drastic changes.
It seemed to be surging and struggling, as if it was not the ceiling, but a layer of bloody film, and something in the film was now trying to break out of the cocoon.
Johnson was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to run, but he was so scared that he couldn't move.
Then, the long hair stained with blood hung down from above, forming a hollow circular curtain.
Then a half-rotten, terrifying face appeared, right in the middle of the round curtain, reflected in the green light, with its teeth chattering as it approached him inch by inch.
When the face was still half a meter away from him, Johnson was almost enveloped in the circular curtain.
He recognized the half-rotten face through some of its facial features: "Aurelia?!"
——It was a mermaid with an extremely charming and enchanting appearance, and was one of the mermaids he imprisoned.
Although he did intend to serve her to his guests on the last day of this vacation and let them listen to the most beautiful lament, he was sure that he had not done it yet. She should still be in the villa in the south, under special supervision.
Before Johnson could fully understand this, Aurelia was already in front of him.
She quietly stretched out her hands to hold his face, and he looked at her arms with a terrified breath... The half-rotten arms were an irregular blue-black color, the skin and flesh were torn and tattered, and in some places the dirty white bones were vaguely visible.
But compared to the face in front of him, this arm was not scary at all.
"Ive me," Johnson cried, "Ive me, please."
Forgive me.
Si Ling rolled his eyes as he listened to his repeated pleas for mercy, then continued his instruction attentively: "Okay, not bad. Now use your right thumb to slowly stroke his eyes. Be sure to do it slowly, not too hard or too lightly. Let him feel the touch of your fingers."
"You can lower your body now and look at him straight on. Lower your head a little, roll your eyes and look at him like that, smile without showing your teeth and don't make any sound."
——When Aurelia put on that sinister smile, Johnson, whose SAN value dropped sharply, seemed to suddenly have a desire to survive. He pushed her hard, screamed heartbreakingly, turned over and got out of bed, wanting to escape.
But his escape stopped here, because Xuan Chi immediately rushed over and held him down, performing a sober version of sleep paralysis.
Si Ling responded quickly: "Prepare yourself to get into a twisted state and crawl off the bed to get closer to him."
Aurelia is quite talented. Not only can her limbs be twisted, but her neck can also be twisted at strange angles.
When her upper body leaned down from the bed, Si Ling snapped his fingers amidst another scream from Johnson, and Aurelia disappeared from Johnson's sight.
"Now go around behind him. Don't be in a hurry. You can take your time."
Si Ling controls the rhythm.
As Aurelia slowly moved behind Johnson, Johnson kept looking around suspiciously.
"Use both hands together and pinch his neck. Don't use too much force." Si Ling instructed Aurelia and then looked at the next mermaid. "Fei, you can go on stage now."
...Johnson shrank back and lowered his eyes inch by inch, looking at the hands stuck on his neck. The hands with uneven and peeling nails were clearly marked with corpse spots.
Just at this moment, the curtain opposite was blown high by the wind, and a green light appeared behind the curtain, reflecting the outline of a mermaid.
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