Chapter 067 Chapter 67

"You, what are you talking about? That's ridiculous." A red-haired man said with a smile, pretending to be calm, "How could we be the ones who disappeared? Aren't we all standing in the art museum? You think so too, right? Really..."

The red-haired man's voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually lost confidence.

No one responded to his words, and no one laughed, because everyone intuitively guessed that what Hirsch said was true.

It was indeed them who disappeared, not their relatives and friends.

Because of that gray fog, they entered a place different from the real world.

But if that is the case, no matter how long they wait, no rescue will come, because both their missing relatives and friends and the rescuers exist in the real world.

"What the hell!" an angry old man cursed, "What should we do now? Damn it, what should we do? We can't get out, and there are weird paintings behind us! Hey, what's that blessing?"

Hirford: "I'm Hirford."

"Okay, Hilf. Since you know a lot about horror movies and stuff," the grumpy old man walked up and asked, "you should know how to get out, too."

Hirford's expression was a little distorted. He noticed that other people were also looking at him. It felt good to be the focus of everyone's attention, but in fact, he didn't know.

"I have watched a lot of movies. But... you know, the endings of many horror movies are not very good. It is very exciting and fun to watch, but for the protagonists in it, it is really..."

The grumpy old man grabbed Hirford by the collar and said, "Just tell me what's going on."

Hilf closed his eyes and shouted, "Eighty percent of the horror movies I've watched have a disastrous ending! There's no way out!!!"

The grumpy old man loosened his grip for a moment, and shook his head irritably: "What about the remaining 20%?"

Hirford recalled the films he had watched: "In other cases, the protagonist died, and the opportunity to fight the devil was given to the protagonist of the next film, leaving suspense and filming a sequel."

"Screw the sequel! What else?"

"Also, the protagonist goes through a lot of hardships to defeat the boss, but the boss leaves him with a curse or something like that. In fact, the fight is not over yet, and there is an even more terrifying boss waiting for him. This is also for the purpose of filming a sequel."

"Damn script, is there no perfect ending?"

Hierophant stroked his chin and said, "Well... there are some, but these horror films are all small-scale productions, shot very casually, and there is no setting for the protagonist to enter the other world. They are all very straightforward, encountering a boss in the real world, and then seeking help from a psychic or exorcist to kill the boss, and it's a perfect ending."

Angry Brother: ...

There is no reference at all.

"So, we're all going to die?" Liz, who was in a miniskirt, whispered in disbelief.

Her voice was very soft, but no one was talking at that moment, so her words fell into the ears of everyone.

The crowd began to stir again.

A man picked up a chair and slammed it against the door, hoping to open it.

Unfortunately, the quality of this door is the same as that of a real explosion-proof door. Even explosives may not be able to blow it open, let alone an ordinary chair.

The man did not give up. He picked up a chair and hit the door again and again until there was a click. The door was fine, but the chair broke.

After swearing, the man threw the broken chair to the ground.

"In the videos you watch, isn't there any way to leave the inner world?" Kelly asked Hildegard.

Hirford thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, although the ending is terrible. I remember one of the videos, as long as you appear in a certain place at a certain time, you will automatically return to the real world."

"It's the same whether you said it or not." Kelly's brother Chad snorted, "When is the specific time here, and what is the specific place?"

Hierford: "Considering the time and location we came...if the gray fog appears again..." He didn't dare to say the rest, because everything was just speculation and he didn't dare to guarantee it. What if everyone believed that what he said was true, but the result was not as expected, wouldn't he be torn to pieces by everyone?

Although Hirsch did not give a definite answer, most people present believed it.

Because apart from this, they have no other clues, and choosing to believe will not make them too desperate.

"We were swallowed by the gray fog about twenty minutes ago." Sera took out her cell phone and checked the time. "Has it been half an hour?"

Everyone shook their heads in confusion. Everyone was concentrating on looking at the art. Who would pay attention to the time in a place like this?

After all, the ticket is only valid for that day and does not limit how long you can stay in the museum.

Sierra opened the messaging app, but couldn't access it because the network was unavailable. She had no choice but to open her diary and write down the date, time, and events that had happened before in the electronic diary on her phone.

If something bad happened to her today...

Sera's face showed a look of fear. She quickly wrote down what had happened before and her current mood. After turning off the screen of her mobile phone, she stared at the black screen in a daze.

The black screen is like a mirror with insufficient brightness, dimly reflecting the scene on the other side.

Opposite the screen of the mobile phone that Sera picked up was naturally the ceiling above everyone's head.

There should be lights and colorful glass puzzles. A qualified art museum should have the building itself be a work of art.

But what did she see now, on the black screen of her phone? A huge, fanged mouth.

Sera slowly raised her head and saw a huge human face twisted on the ceiling. The face was completely black and gray, covering half of the roof. It looked like a sculpture made of some black mud, but it was very vivid.

It seemed as if it was experiencing some kind of painful punishment. Its expression was extremely distorted and its teeth were bared, looking very ferocious.

Sera pointed at the ceiling with a trembling hand: "What, what is that?"

The others raised their heads in the direction she pointed, and were met with a ferocious giant mouth. If that mouth really fell down, it could swallow three people at a time.

Someone screamed and ran away. Once the leader appeared, the others followed. Even the security guards followed closely with batons in hand. Soon, everyone in the place had run away.

Because everyone was running away in a hurry, some went to the exhibition hall on the first floor, some went to the second floor, and the tourists gathered at the gate dispersed again to different exhibition areas.

[I'm so scared, what is that? 】

【What a big mouth. 】

[It can eat three to five people in one bite. ]

[You didn't attack anyone, why are you running? You're all so scared. 】

[If you don't run and wait for it to attack? Then it will be too late. 】

[It's not safe to run anywhere. ]

[Oh my god, it's Sera, she's really involved. ]

[That guy is my cousin, he is fighting the devil, so cool. ]

【I want to go in and take a look, too. 】

【??? Are you crazy?】

[Don't pay attention to them, they are obviously from the Western Continent. ]

[Individual heroes love to be in the spotlight.]

[I liked it when I was a kid, but as I grew older I found it weird to wear underwear outside.]

【Wearing underwear outside of the body. 】

[Let’s not talk about the mysterious heroism and the setting that no one can recognize him because he wears an eye patch. The story is really exciting. 】

【Yeah, especially the one imitating a spider. 】

[Hey, we've gone off track. This is the weird live broadcast channel. ]

[Everyone is scattered. Whether it is a movie or a story, if you are scattered, you will die. 】

[Did any of you watch the official US press conference? ]

[The one who claimed that he had not cooperated with aliens? ]

[No, not that one. It's the latest one. The United States has once again announced that it will use this opportunity to study the mysteries of time and space, and is trying to extract the gray mist.]

[…………? ? ? Aren’t you going to save people? There are so many trapped. ]

[As I said before, once we have studied the secrets of time and space, we will be able to open a space-time channel and rescue everyone. By then, we will be able to travel through time and space, and even travel from Earth to Mars in one go.]

【By then, all the trapped people will be cool. 】

[Maybe it’s all turned to ashes.]

[Ah, should I say that the United States is worthy of being a country that prioritizes technological research and development, or should I complain that they really don't value the lives of grassroots workers? ]

[To be honest, I still hope that they can develop the secrets of time and space, so that everyone can travel through time and space in the future.]

[Even if the results are developed, it will be impossible for ordinary people to have access to this kind of thing within hundreds of years. It is absolutely classified as confidential. ]

[Hehe, before that, let’s first think of a way to deal with the strange advent in a month. ]

【I forgot.】

[How could you forget something this big? ]

【I am a hedonist. 】

[Are there no American protesters here? ]

[The protesters have gone to the news section of the press conference to criticize, and have no time to speak here.]

[There are so many people outside the art museum that is surrounded by gray clouds. I saw someone live-streaming there. Many people wanted to rush in, but were blocked by the police holding riot shields.]

[Rush? Wait, you really want to go in? ]

[Although it is amazing, the proportion of people who are not afraid of death is really high in the Western Continent. ]

Kelly stopped. She didn't know how far she had run. She frantically found a way and ran. Of course, while running, she did not forget to hold her brother Chad's hand.

When they stopped, Kelly realized they were at the sculpture area.

The sculpture area is a circular venue with a small path in the middle that goes through the exhibition area. There are six statues on the roadside, some are single statues, and some are multi-person statues. The statues here are mostly dressed in light clothing, which is a characteristic of Western mainland sculptures.

One of them is a sculpture of a woman bathing that Chad is particularly interested in.

It was a woman with short curly hair, wearing a simple cloth around her waist. She was holding a kettle with her hands raised, and her head tilted to the side, pouring water.

But Chad didn't want to look at it. He was paying attention to the statue opposite the bathing woman. It was a statue of a man, kneeling on the ground with his body so thin that his bones were clearly visible. He was wearing a tattered robe and his mouth was wide open.

The man's face was not clear, and Chad was not focusing on the man's facial features, but on his mouth.

There seemed to be something gleaming in the man's mouth, like two shiny little balls.

Chad squinted his eyes and stared at the thing carefully, then saw it blink.

Ah, so that’s it, they are a pair of eyes.