All the artifacts in the gloomy basement were stained with blood and rust, and the air was thick and smelly.The ground is wet, and I don't know what organs have been split up and drip onto the ground.Only a faint glimmer of light filtered through the crack in the iron door of the doorway, illuminating the slaughterhouse of some unknown cell or some perverted murderer.There wasn't much fresh air in the small, claustrophobic space, causing Jot Brown to feel chest tightness and irritability as he was imprisoned.It may be that the ventilation duct behind him is working, and a cold wind blows in, like a pair of vicious and invisible hands gently sweeping across Jot Brown's back.The iron door behind the door swayed gently with the cold wind, making a toothache-inducing crunching sound.In such an eerie environment, all the sounds seem to be amplified.In this unsettling environment, where the dull and repetitive sounds are enough to break the average person, and the fear of their own imagination slowly eats away at their reason, Jot Brown is extremely calm.His previous experience as a detective and investigator has allowed him to adapt extremely quickly to these unusual circumstances.Horrific murder scenes and things like ghosts are just trivial for him.The strong psychological quality made Jobbuterrand calm down and indifferently wait for the next changes.Jot Brown slowly counted the time in his mind, and the time passed silently, minute by minute, and after he had counted fifteen minutes silently, the anomaly occurred.The temperature in the room had dropped a lot inexplicably without any external influence, as if the air around him had been frozen by invisible ice, and Jot Brown shivered involuntarily.I don't know if it's an illusion or a hallucination, but there seems to be a faint sound of breathing in this cell.At the same time, it came to the ears with a tick, a tick.The voice came from above.A ray of light shone through the keyhole of the iron door, right above Jot Brown.Jot Brown looked up and saw that it was a horribly dead female corpse.The female corpse was disemboweled, and the wound from the navel caused the intestines to hang down and coil on the ground, but the female corpse was missing a right hand.The bodily fluids in her body were the answer to the ticking sound that had caused her earlier.Her Celestial Spirit Cover was pierced by an iron hook, but her eyes were eerily wide open.The resentful eyes widened, and the pale face after a lot of blood loss looked at Jot Brown viciously, as if Jot Brown was the one who killed her.The wind behind her became stronger, and the female corpse that had fallen naturally swayed with the wind."
The atmosphere is very good.Is this round a test of sanity?
”Jot Brown muttered to himself.Through the glimmer of light, Jot Brown vaguely saw a tattoo on the female corpse's foot.He walked under the hem of the female corpse's skirt and glanced up slightly.The tattoo is in the shape of a key, and the pattern of the key matches the handcuffs on your hand."
The bad taste of the designer."
Jobuterrand said something to himself, and then fell to his knees and searched.Jot Brown overcame the physical discomfort that ordinary people could not suppress, and rummaged through the pile of women's drooping intestines with his own hands.Gently kneading them with his hands, one by one, he looked for the key that might exist with it.The intestines in his hands were not only a little slippery, but also a little warm, and Jobbuterrand knew that it was the body temperature left over from the corpse."
There is also the temperature, which proves that this female corpse has only been dead for a long time.It must have been five hours before he died, and then someone hung up here, so...Isn't the key necessarily in the gut?
”Although this is just his speculation, Jote Brown still hasn't spared a single piece of gut.The disgusting act of spitting up all the overnight meal was done here in Jot Brown with a cold face.———— "It's disgusting, too. ”"Does anyone have a vomit bag?
I want to go and throw up. ”"The forensic profession is fearless, and even feels a little bit down."
The old students watched the live broadcast of Jobbuterrand on the screen and began to comment on it.They see it from God's point of view, and they only have a visual impact, but they can't personally appreciate the five senses that Jot Brown experienced at this time.Arnold sat on a bench not far from the screen, worried about Jot Brown.Although he knew how many pounds and taels Jot Brown had, this time the designer was a well-known genius in college.Will Jote Brown be able to pass the extremely difficult comprehensive test in front of him?
Such a question came to his mind, and Arnold shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.With so many newcomers, if Jot Brown can't beat all the designed levels, then the difficulty of this test needs to be adjusted.At the same time, Tubtrand felt as if someone had quietly walked up to the door and looked at him.The man crouched on the ground, his eyes excitedly watching Jobbutron's every move from the keyhole."
Hey, hey..."
The man chuckled under his breath and breathed a little heavily, as if enjoying and urging Jobuterrand to hurry to the next step.Jobuterron stood up and unhurriedly reached out to the abdomen of the female corpse.In addition to the intestines, the space behind the stomach pouch and diaphragm is the best place to hide things.Jot Brown found the key in the stomach pouch that still had acid remaining, but after all this time, the remaining stomach acid in the pouch had already begun to react with the iron on the surface of the key.Some of the key's lines are no longer noticeable, and if you slow down, they will all disappear, and the key itself will become a useless piece of scrap metal.He wiped the key on the woman's body, then put it in his mouth and bit it, and turned his head to untie the handcuffs on his hands.The shackles on his feet have not yet been unfastened, which will affect his mobility.Seeing that Jobbuterrand opened the handcuffs, the man outside the door took out the key, opened a gap slightly, and threw a rough blunt saw into it.The saw churned in the air, landing in front of Jobbuterrand in an eeriely perfect parabola.The man outside the door smiled again, then put his hands on the edge of the door, only his eyes exposed, watching Jot Brown's next move.There was a faint light outside the door, but only a vague figure could be seen from Jobron's angle.Jobuterron didn't pick up the saw that had been thrown in right away, not because he was afraid of some messy curse on it, but because he was observing his environment with more light.That saw was just an ordinary saw, but this room was no ordinary room.The walls were covered with moss, but the walls behind the moss were black, as if they had been burned by fire.Some of the walls cracked, and those cracks seemed to form a pattern, and it was an incomparably bright smiling face.The man on the door had a slight smile on his face, but when he saw that Jot Brown was motionless, his eyes began to become grim.The nails of his hands were blackened, and he slammed hard against the side of the door, followed by a tooth-aching grinding sound.He stared at Jobbuterrand through gritted teeth, as if he was upset that he hadn't picked up the saw.Jot Brown frowned, then sighed, "As you wish." ”With that, he bent down and picked up the saw in front of him.There was a little bit of flesh stuck in the middle of each of the teeth, and the strands of flesh were clearly a reminder of the true use of Jot Brown's saw.Jot Brown experimentally sawed at the shackles, but the metal of the shackles did not move, not even scratches."
Sure enough."
Jot Brown whispered, and then sat down on the ground as if he were dejected, and placed the saw on the ground beside him.Seeing this, the man outside the door began to crack the door again, this time banging on the iron door with gritted teeth.Bang Tie Bang!
The series of high-frequency banging sounds were disturbing, and Jot Brown made an unusually frightened look.If Columbia and Sif were here, they would know that Jote Brown had started his own show.Hiding one's true intentions by attracting the other person's attention through some anomalies is a very common trick.Whether it's a magician's show or a charlatan's trick, they will use this small trick to achieve their goals.First, use some exaggerated expressions and body gestures to divert the other person's gaze, and then use another angle of the body to make some small movements.That's what Joe Brown is doing right now.He had broken off a rib in the abdomen of the female corpse and hid it in the cuff in case it was needed.When Jobron noticed that someone was watching, he left behind.A good actor who has been following someone else's script, but Jote Brown is not an actor, but a good investigator.The man outside the door gradually pushed open the door, revealing his body.Under the illumination of the light, Jot Brown finally saw the man's true face.His face was full of stitches, and there were stitches and stitches at the joints of each part.He, no, should it be said that it was not a single person, but a patchwork of many individual body parts.The pupil colors in both eyes are brown and blue, respectively.The scalp is flanked by blonde and red hair, while the left hand comes from a black man, and the right hand comes from a white woman.The overall shape is completely asymmetrical, and even seems to be deformed in proportion.And its body is broken.It is missing a right leg."
All the layout, it was trying to get my right leg shackled.No wonder there are keys with handcuffs, but no keys with shackles. ”All of this flashed through Jot Brown's mind, and the incomplete puzzle pieces were filled.The stitch monster in front of him had a strange and ugly smile, like a crack in the wall, and slowly approached Jobutland.It picked up the saw on the ground with its stout left hand and walked over to Jot Brown with a smirk.It drew closer, and Jot Brown's face was growing with fear.Jobuterron kept backing until he was in a corner and there was no way back.The Stitch Monster waved the saw in his hand, and with his other hand pulled the chain on the ground that connected Jobutron's shackles, pulling Jote Brown's body into the air.The Stitching Monster may seem strange, but it has terrifying powers.Jobron's body was pulled by the chains of the shackles and he lost his balance.His back was on the ground, but his right foot was raised high because he was being pulled.———— "It's over, it's over, and this freshman is going to be eliminated." ”"Ready to disperse, this test is too perverted."
The old students sighed with embarrassment, and some of them couldn't bear to turn their heads.It was as if they had seen the Stitch Monster sawing off Chobuteran's right leg with a saw.On the screen, the stitch monster is holding the saw high, with a bright and weird smile, and is swinging the saw in his hand, but in the next second, Giobuterrand propped his hands on the ground, and suddenly lifted his body up.The rib that had been broken off the woman's body poked out of the cuff.Jobuterron used it as a dagger, and in one fell swoop penetrated the softer part of the stitcher's lower abdomen.The stitch monster slowed down with a saw after being injured, and then let out a roar of pain.Like the sound of a baby crying irritating Jobbutron's eardrums, Jobbuterrand covered his ears in instinctive reaction.In the next second, Tubtrand heard a woman's roar."
Who dares to touch my child!"
The roar shook Butteran's eyes and nearly fainted.At this time, the suture monster has been crying after eating pain.Jote Brown gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm sorry. ”He aimed the rib at the ugly head of the stitch monster and stabbed it hard.The piercing cry of the baby stopped abruptly, and the body of the stitching monster fell to the ground.Jobuterron shook his head, regained his almost out-of-control balance, and immediately fumbled around the stitching monster's body.Sure enough, the key to the shackles was hidden on the body of the stitch monster.Jobbuterrand immediately unshackled his legs with the key and ran all the way out.It was a castle-like tunnel, dark and ancient.With the kerosene lamp in the doorway, Jobuterrand ran straight to the end of the hallway.When he came to the gate of the castle, all the scenes suddenly stopped at that moment.A shadow came behind Jobutron, looked at Jot Brown, who was running, and frowned."
Huh?
Did you beat all the levels I designed?
It's kind of interesting.Then I'll add a special level to you.If you can pass, you'll be rewarded. ”That person was the host of this test, and she was an old acquaintance of Jobron, the beautiful witch Serena who had fought alongside Arnold at the same time in the city of Umr.She has the blood of Lilith and is second to none in her attainments of illusion.After the death of Umr, she took a position at Miskatonik University, where she developed psychic illusions that could be used in teaching.This is the first time that the test has been approved by the school and then tried out.