Mermaid Effect

fear.

despair.

anger.

......

These words are difficult to describe what Rand encountered in that suite. In fact, the torture he suffered was difficult to describe in words. The claws of the darkness, like the invisible beast, teared Rand from the * to the soul, all to pieces.

"No - beg you...no..."

Rand mourned under Munster and prayed for it without any dignity. But the latter's mind has completely disappeared from its ugly and huge body. It pierced Rand and pursued the joy of the beast and desire against his will.

It has become a monster that is only completely strange.

It does not hide the tyranny and cruelty that has been revealed so that Rand can never connect it to Munster he knows - it is not Munster in front of him, but a beast.

Its eyes have no focal length at all, and the facial muscles are distorted by "happiness." When it is nailed into the deepest part of Rand's body, it raises its head and gives off a bark like a beast.

Half of Rand was because of the psychological pain, and half of it was because of the pain of torture on *.

His hand groped on the bedside table and then held the metal table lamp on the cabinet.

The desperation of almost completely engulfing him made him almost hesitate to turn the lamp to the head of the "beast."

"boom--"

The glass bulb broke on its forehead and the metal tube left a very shallow mark on its face. The shattered lampshade slowly slowed down in Rand's field of view... slowly falling.

And Rand saw the red eyes behind Munster.

He screamed like a cry, squatting down the bed with this short moment of space.

His upper body was even enough to reach the carpet, but Munster grabbed his ankle and pulled him straight back. Rand tried in vain to grab the carpet, his fingers slammed in, but he flipped his nails in the drag, and he finally had no way to stop Munster. The only use of struggle was to leave on the carpet. Deep blood marks...

When Rand realized that he was caught by it, he was like a 12-year-old girl who was frightened and screamed, struggling and bursting into tears.

"It's me - Munster - it's me!"

He has no grammar, and screams in pain as Mulberry.

"it's me!"

...but Munster just looked at him with that turbid and sloppy look...maybe it paused for a second.

But then it was once again pressed against Rand.

At the moment when it was attached to the surface of its wet skin, Rand's heart was filled with extreme enmity and anger that almost made him explode.

"Oh ah..."

In the screams of the Rand Land, another round is going on.

Under the body of Rand, half of the pure white sheets that had been washed and cleaned were already saturated with dark red blood...

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La Isa curled up in the corner.

She shivered with her hand in her ear.

What happened outside the other wall made her return to her darkest memory again. It was her purgatory, and it was clear that Rand was not much better than her.

"La Isa...La Isa!"

Perhaps because of this, she heard the call of the prince after several calls.

Then she noticed that the movement on the other side of the wall had gradually subsided. At least, the screams of Rand had not appeared again. The prince looked at her, with that cold look, and then he walked out of the door.

Raisa followed behind him and walked into the room of Rand and Munster.

After entering, La Isa retched twice because of the overly rich taste. The air was filled with roses, some kind of stench and blood.

They are so strong that they seem to burn Raisa's nasal mucosa.

At the moment the Prince entered the room, Munster lifted his upper body from the bed.

Its lower body is also connected to the body of Rand Sifus, which makes it impossible for him to attack the prince in the first place, but only sends a deterrent scream to the other side.

"Oh, calm down... calm."

The prince showed a cold smile.

Unnatural hair makes Munster weaker than ever before, especially at this time - it is still not willing to leave Rand's body. This undoubtedly gave the Prince a chance to use an anesthetic bomb to make Munster lose the Viscount (if Munster is still sensible, or if the Sherlock here is any wild Sable, they can easily I avoided this attack, but Munster has completely fallen into the unnatural situation of the situation, which makes it sensible to "attach" to Rand).

Looking at the huge body fell down, and fell from the bed to the ground, the Prince slowly walked closer to the bed.

"Oh, damn..."

He looked at the terrible scene on the bed and cursed it with a blank expression.

Rand's condition was very miserable. His limbs were distorted in bed in a completely abnormal state. His struggles were too intense before. Of course, Munster's movements were too large and he had a very bad fracture.

The legs are wide open, the **** is exposed, the **** and the door are completely torn... His lower body has just turned into a mass of mud. His legs and lower abdomen are blood, and it looks like he is wearing it. Blood coat.

If Rand is a normal person, or if there is a little less in his body, after encountering this terrible violent invasion, his lower body may be overweight with the artificial **** in any case. The next life.

La Isa choked at the first sight of Rand.

"For God's sake."

She cried.

Rand has been thoroughly smashed and insulted from the inside out.

And he can't even lose consciousness.

The prince pressed his hand on Rand's abdomen, and he tried to feel some slight...very subtle rhythm of life.

But in the end he didn't get anything.

Perhaps because Rand's physical condition is too bad, he thought that alienation needs to be further strengthened. For a moment he lost interest in the now ruined*.

"La Isa."

He said carelessly.

"I can see that you like him very much, so help him clean it up."

The prince signaled.

After a few moments, La Isa ran to Rand.

The so-called cleanup ... means of course not only those blood and secretions.

She retched while dealing with the embarrassing part of Rand's body. Then she washed his lower body with warm water... the sheets still smell bad.

All this is so filthy.

The hair that Raja touched was cold, like the body block of the wrapped animal placed in the supermarket freezer. He was iced and sunk, like a corpse, and it was like something more sad than the body. child.

What makes Laisha feel more sad is that she found that Rand still has a certain degree of consciousness.

After discovering this, Raisa felt a wonderful feeling that she had never had before.

Heartache, as well as some more complex emotions floating in her mind.

Rand was so awake to experience all this...

Raisa saw Rand's eyes wide open.

He lay there and looked straight at the ceiling.

The human eye structure determines that they will blink every few seconds without knowing it, but Rand is like a plastic dummy during Laiza's gaze at him, without any movement... even if it is The slightest blink.

His cheeks were dry, tears and dryness, and only the blood that went up there was dried up and turned into a dark brown stain.

His hair turned into a glimpse and tied together.

Rand Severus will never have any more smiles in the future - La Isa clearly feels the kind of hunch - he will not be "people" in the future.

Now lying here, there is still blood flowing in the Rand Sifus*, the heart is shrinking, he has signs of breathing and life, but this is just a useless shell, once inhabited in this body. The warm soul has been annihilated in the previous atrocities as the ashes.

"Sorry, Mr. Rand."

Laisha wiped the blood on Rand's face with a towel, and she saw herself as if she was.

She has encountered such a thing, yes, she knows how terrible the process is, if she has not experienced death, I am afraid she will go crazy. But the prince appeared. He dragged her out of the eternal darkness, returned to the world, and gave her more enthusiasm and convenience*.

But on the other hand...

The action on Raisa's hand was paused, and her heart was full of bitterness.

She saw with her own eyes how the prince made this terrible thing happen.

Warm, Rand Sifus, who smiles at her, he is a good person.

"I am really sorry."

She couldn't help but say it again, then she reached out and helped Rand close her eyes.

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The damage suffered by Rand's body was completely healed in less than seven hours after he entered the medical warehouse.

But obviously, his mental state is completely absent.

He looks like he is dead.

On the other side, after checking the Munster, the Prince began to roll up his inventory.

He still has a few bottles of **** hormone concentrate on his hands, and he does intend to repeat what happened in that hotel.

"I just need time now, Laisha, Rand will gradually transform himself after being physically hurt, so that the body itself is more adapted to the process of matching between the two, he will leave me an embryo..."

The prince said to La Isa.

Where they are now, is the booth of an abandoned old subway station.

The entrance and exit have been closed, except that the inspector will not be seen here.

On the dirty tile wall, there are a lot of people who don’t know who is the time to stay, and the medical warehouses of Rand and Munster are placed under a woman on the wall. .

After Rand woke up faintly, he saw the Munster next door.

He had been struggling immediately.

His head is knocking on the inner wall of the medical warehouse. "Hey"... The strength is so big that people don't think it is something humans can do.

Soon, cracks appeared on the surface of the weather-beaten medical warehouse, and Rand's half of his face was soaked in the blood, and the blood he spilled polluted the large group of medical gels around him into a cyan black-brown.

"damn it--"

The prince rushed up and he almost gave Rand a punch.

But does Rand look like a real madman, cursing? Intimidation? None of these means stopped his struggles - the situation continued until La Isa with a black cloth to cover Munster's medical warehouse.

Once Munster disappeared into his sight, Rand was like a broken toy, and suddenly it stopped.

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