The eyes reflected the dim light of the street lamp outside, looking somewhat ferocious.

"Are you awake?"

Lu Ban looked at the owner of the eyes, Weiss.

"Will I die?"

Weiss suddenly asked.

"All men are mortal."

Lu Ban answered decisively.

"Thank you so much then."

Wes sat up and scratched his arm continuously. Finally, he couldn't help but lift it up and found that the black color had spread over the skin and had already spread to his entire hand. He even pulled open his collar and found that there was black on his neck.

"It's so itchy, like there are ants crawling on it, you know, this feeling, that itching, it's like it's coming from my bones."

Wes laughed miserably, scratching his hands with his nails. One could see that his nails had already broken the skin, revealing the flesh underneath. But even so, the flesh was black.

"Tell me, if I dig out the bones, will it make me feel better?"

His hand moved to his neck, and the black skin was like a scratch-off lottery ticket, attracting his nails to scratch it continuously.

Wes had a ferocious smile on his face, which looked very strange along with his behavior.

His fingers quickly scratched the skin on his neck, but that was not enough. He wanted to go deeper. Black blood oozed out from the contact between his fingers and the skin, but Wes didn't care at all. He kept scratching and finally tore the flesh apart.

Lu Ban was very glad that his skin, blood and flesh had turned black, so it looked no different from using his fingers to pick up a piece of chocolate cake. It didn't make people feel nauseous, and it even made them a little greedy.

He raised his hand, and countless words immediately appeared above Weiss's head.

[The most popular type of books hidden under the bed is bikini beauties]

[The purpose of making movies is to meet more girls]

[I like action-packed and violent movies, and often imagine myself as the protagonist in them]

[I have inappropriate thoughts about the two girls around me]

[My neck is itchy]

[My arms are itchy]

[Itchy bones]

[My whole body is itchy, itchy, itchy...]

Lu Ban's field of vision was quickly occupied by these itchy words, as if they wanted to fill the space he was in. He immediately collected the words, and then wrote the words [Last Words] on Weiss, whose consciousness was a little fuzzy, with a silver pen.

[Extreme sleepiness, even thunder cannot wake him up]

Soon, Weiss rolled his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, and at the same time stopped what he was doing.

“It’s seriously contaminated.”

Lu Ban concluded.

In fact, Lu Ban can also do this, but he just needs to keep writing "it's itchy" in Weiss's mind when he is not prepared.

This way, when Wes wakes up, he will feel itchy all over his body, and he will scratch his skin and flesh just like he did just now.

He speculated that the pollution might have infiltrated when he was caught by the citizens during the day.

Now, Lu Ban could only put Weiss into a deep sleep temporarily to prevent him from tearing his own throat.

This city does have a huge amount of pollution. Lu Ban even feels that most of the citizens have been alienated.

"Just like the Weird Amusement Park, this place can also tamper with everyone's cognition so that others cannot detect it?"

Lu Ban thought, if the Miskatoc Film Festival was originally a sacrifice, then the lack of related reports in reality is very noteworthy.

The Old Ones do have the power to change cognition, but most of them will not use it to hide themselves. For those transcendent beings, existence is reasonable.

It is the strange things in this world that will constantly hide themselves and be cautious to avoid being discovered.

Therefore, Lu Ban thought that in addition to the Old One, there might be other strange creatures here, and the combination of the two gave birth to this film festival.

He covered Wes with a blanket and left the RV.

The starry sky was like an abyss, absorbing all the light, and the whole city seemed to have fallen into silence.

Scott is holding a camera, confirming the scene shot during the day.

Talia sat aside, enjoying the breeze, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Lu Ban saw that James took off his coat and walked into the RV.

He thought about it and did nothing.

James returned to the RV and saw that Wes was already asleep, so he crawled into Valerie's quilt.

His hands stretched restlessly to some places, and James was about to make peace with his girlfriend in such an exciting place as before, but suddenly, he felt that he touched something different.

Sticky, wet, warm, giving people a strong sense of uneasiness.

On Valerie's abdomen, where it should have been flat, there was actually a slight depression.

James reached out to touch it, and at first he thought it was his belly button, but when he placed his finger on it, he found that the depression was beyond his imagination.

He probed his fingers inside and soon felt a warm, elastic lump.

"What's this?"

James asked curiously.

"It's my liver."

Valerie seemed to be awake, and she replied.

“It’s quite soft.”

James sighed. He had never touched a human liver before. No, he had never even touched a fresh animal liver. At this moment, the novel touch made him unable to let go of it and he kneaded it curiously.

“Is this also the liver?”

James touched another spot that felt different, something that seemed more elastic, similar to a ball.

“This is the stomach.”

Valerie replied somewhat impatiently.

James' hand continued to explore, and soon he touched the edge of the depression. Something hard rubbed against his fingertips, which made James feel very strange.

Where on earth does the human body feel like this?

Ribs? Pelvis?

He was puzzled and could only ask his girlfriend in her ear.

"What is this place?"

Hearing James' question, Valerie did not answer directly, but was silent for a moment, then turned around.

"It's teeth, dear."

Valerie showed a shy and charming smile. With the help of the light from the window, James saw that there was a huge hole in the middle of the body of his girlfriend. In the hole, the internal organs were stuck to one side, and the area around the hole was full of sharp teeth.

Valerie's feet were covered in black hair, and her soles had turned into hooves. Her eyes were dark, and countless tentacles sprouted from between her internal organs, spreading towards James' arms.

"……ah!"

James couldn't help but let out a wail. Some kind of shock swept through his brain along with this scene. He looked at his hands, which were covered in warm blood. He hurriedly tried to get up, but was already entangled by Valerie's hands.

"Honey, do you still love me?"

Valerie's voice was colder than the night.