Midnight Offering

My God, in front of this is like a gentleman general man, not abnormal, what can it be?!

His excited and bloodthirsty eyes made my whole body stiff, and even I could feel the blood in my body coagulate

I thought it was Brown's, but it wasn't.

It's from me.

He felt down my face with those thick palms, then my neck, and then the body in the medical suit. Although he was flattered and comforted by his mouth, his eyes could not deceive me.

He wanted to rip me open right away! I could even expect him to suddenly raise a knife and thrust it into my chest!

"Oh, look at your face, how delicate and beautiful it is, so I will choose you. Only in this way can you be worthy of my little angel."

He didn't know where he took out a dirty mirror and put it on top of my face. At this moment, I understood my current situation and relieved my doubts.

I was still thinking about it just now. I was clearly looking back on my memory. Why did I become a part of this memory, rather than a bystander, as if I were on the scene.

The woman in the mirror is not my appearance at all. She has a foreigner's unique appearance. Her short blonde hair is slightly brown and her eyes are blue as clear as the sea. But at the moment, her face is full of fear and fear, and her mouth is severely blocked by a ragged cloth!

She is very beautiful. I studied her eyes carefully and was surprised to find that there was no crazy or confused color in her eyes. Obviously, the foreign women bound here are definitely not patients in the hospital!

It's a normal person!

And I also learned that my consciousness was attached to this woman! So I can completely, from her perspective to see, to feel the occurrence of this disaster!

I couldn't believe it myself. But at the moment, the situation was urgent. Obviously, Brown didn't want to wait any longer. He couldn't wait to put on his mask!

My body began to shake violently. I even became nervous and scared with the poor woman. When I got wet, I could clearly feel my buttocks cold and cold. The poor woman was scared to pee her pants.

"Oh, no, no, no, you can't!"

Brown seemed to be insane again. He put his hands on his head and yelled. Half of his mask was on, he shook his head and yelled at me: "you can't do this! It's not good at all! My little angel will not like you

As for the whole mental hospital, the most psychotic is Mr. Brown. I began to wonder whether the patients here are not psychopaths at all.

This kind of conjecture enlarges endlessly in my mind!

Is it possible This mental hospital is a complete cover up stunt. In fact, the purpose of its existence is to give Brown a safe place to plan and experiment?

The cold sweat kept coming out of my back. Brown saw that I had peed my pants. I didn't know where to draw a thick and long whip, which was about to hit me!

Suddenly! In the distance, there was a loud noise of people and noisy footsteps coming from the stairway. Brown's face was blue, and there was a shadow under his eyes. He immediately took off his mask, took an empty bottle from the shelf on one side, and left the room in a hurry and walked up the stairs.

I only understood a few of the most familiar swearing words, but I didn't understand the others because he spoke too fast and I was nervous.

I squinted, and the voice from the office just now felt like someone had searched here. Could it be that before the mental hospital was sealed up, someone had already realized the weird place here and sent someone to check it out long ago?

I don't know exactly when I go back to Emily's memory, but I know it's the only chance I can survive.

If I do, I can get out of here and tell the whole world what Brown has done!

Sure enough, the woman on the iron plate began to struggle. Even though I was attached to her, I could only feel her despair and unwillingness, but I could not really help her.

Not long after Brown left, a soft voice of a child came from the side.

"Shh, don't talk."

Then, there was the creaking sound of the door being opened. The wheel and the floor rubbed together to produce the sound of wheels. A touch of pure white and gold appeared in front of me.

It's Emily!

I stared as like as two peas in a wheelchair, and her arms were actually holding a doll like mine, which was just like a portrait, with red eyes like blood.

Her legs were empty under her skirt, as seen in the picture.

Compared with the picture of Emily, she was a little more energetic at this time. Her every move made me feel like I wanted to cry.I can only see such a beautiful girl in front of me by looking back on my memory, instead of the dead person that I see in the picture.

But her eyes, has lost the luster, I try my best, also vaguely from her eyes to see a trace of light.

It was her last stubbornness, her last glimmer of hope, and her last ray of light.

Sure enough, no matter what the woman saw now, even a mouse, she would faint with fright. She struggled hard, and her mouth kept whining, and Emily's eyes crossed with panic.

"Hush! Don't talk. I'm here to save you. "

Emily poked her head out and looked in the direction of the stairs. As the door on the stairs was closed again, we couldn't hear what was going on in the office and whether the group of people had left.

In other words, brown, the freak killer, will be back anytime! At any time, Emily will be found to be rebellious, intending to release the woman who is possessed by my consciousness.

Emily's soft and sticky voice was very low. She was struggling to turn her wheelchair and get close to the instrument of torture. She helped the woman untie the cloth on her wrist and kept an eye on the stairs!

From a woman's point of view, I saw Emily's sweat all over her head. Her dry hair, which was not very clean, adhered to her cheeks, and her pale face, which had been invisible for many years, had a morbid look.

Her hands were shaking when she untied the cloth, and her arms were full of needle eyes and all kinds of scars, which made my heart ache. At the thought that Sisyphus was determined to destroy her soul before looking back, and at her serious and strong manner at the moment, my nose ached.

Just as she successfully untied the woman's hands and was ready to take the iron ring from one of the nails to her waist, the door to the basement opened!

Except for Brown's rambling soliloquy, the noisy voices disappeared completely.

It's like the group of people who came to explore just now doesn't exist at all.

The sound of trampling and trampling came down the stone steps, and the sound of heavy breathing could be heard from afar.

Emily's face was even whiter. She was flustered with the key she had just got. She tried to insert it into the keyhole, but she failed many times. I began to despair to close my eyes. I heard a click, and the iron ring around her waist loosened.

"Run! You run! There's a back door to the back of the mountain. I'll stop dad

She pointed to a door next to her room, where the iron door, which had been locked, was now half open.

The woman on the instrument of torture, with all her strength, struggled to fall from the top to the ground. The sound was very obvious in the quiet room, and it really caught Brown's attention!

"What's the sound?"

Brown's footstep became rapid, Emily pushed the woman with both hands and ran towards the back door, and I, after she succeeded in breaking free, my consciousness left her body and floated to one side.

The woman looked at Emily gratefully, ran barefoot quickly to the back door, while Emily was moving a wheelchair, came to the door of the room, gritted her teeth and fell to the ground, which made Brown take a turn from the stairs and saw Emily lying on the ground.

"My God! my baby! What's wrong with you? How did you fall to the ground? Didn't dad say that you can't go out without my permission? "

Due to the wheelchair blocking the door, and Emily attracted Brown's attention, women have a certain amount of time to escape further.

Emily pretended to be in pain and said calmly, "I see, Dad."

"You can't do this, you disobedient little fellow." Brown picked up Emily horizontally and put it on the wheelchair. He said seriously. The anger in his eyes was different from that of ordinary people. It was terrible to see for a long time.

"I'm going to punish you for not eating your favorite cookie for three days. I'll take you back to your room and stay in it." He squatted down and touched Emily's face with his hands.

"Now you'll be perfect, and I'll be able to grow your legs like this, and I'm sure you'll be beautiful again."

On the surface, Emily is very clever. In fact, I can see the despair and disgust in her eyes.

In fact, she knows. From the aspect that she risked being taught by her father and let her woman run away, she knew exactly what her father was doing.

As I expected, Brown was about to push a wheelchair and send Emily back to her room when he noticed that the "experimental body" that had been bound to the instrument of torture had disappeared!

"No! What about her? " Brown yelled, his whole face twisted. He suddenly looked at Emily in the wheelchair and cried, "did you let it go?"