I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Carrying a camera is still quite tiring.

But I don't know why, when he put this thing on his shoulders, Brother Long didn't feel like there was an iron bump next to his head at all. approaching the target location.

The further he walked, the more he could feel that the concept of "temperature" seemed to be blurred.

Not long after I came out of the door, the surrounding ice was as cold as being in the polar region, and even the floor was frozen into thick ice, which made people shiver.

However, after walking tens of meters forward, the originally cold environment began to become a little scorching hot again.Like a hot spring, steam curls up.

Brother Long even saw a sight that he had never seen before in this place - a handful of flames sealed in ice.

After getting closer, he looked at the flames that were sealed in the ice but still had a little warmth, and were even able to flutter in the air, with a surprised and astonished expression on his face.

"what is this?"

Flame, sealed in ice?
Stretching out his free hand, Brother Long subconsciously wanted to touch the flame.

However, in the next second, the tingling and scorching heat from his fingers instantly brought him back to his senses, and he took two steps back uncontrollably.

"hiss……"

Looking down at his fingers, Brother Long realized that the skin that had been covered with ice had been covered with a thick layer of frost.But under the frost, the traces of burning turned black.

A combination of flame and... freezing?

Brother Long felt that it was difficult for him to understand the current situation.

Although college physics once said that whether it is a flame or an ice cube, at best, the molecular motion is different, but this kind of inexplicable situation... no teacher said before that it would happen?

At least in Long Ge's barren brain, there is no scientific theory that can explain the current situation.

A theoretical physicist may be able to, but unfortunately, he is just a tool man carrying a photographer.Whether it is quantum mechanics or string theory, he only knows the name, but not the content.

So right now he can only murmur, "What happened?"

Not long after his voice fell.

In the distance, the female reporter's voice sounded again: "No! Don't!"

Before, because the distance was relatively far away, Brother Long couldn't hear very clearly.But now that he got closer, he could clearly hear the fear and helplessness in that reporter's voice!

Turning his head to look at the cold and snowy house, Brother Long gritted his teeth, picked up the camera again and ran forward.

After bypassing several corridors and passing the cafeteria where he had eaten in the morning, Brother Long finally arrived at the place where the female reporter spoke.

Stepping on the solid ice, Brother Long looked up at the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly.

"This is……!"

The camera on the shoulder began to shake uncontrollably—this meant that Brother Long's hands were trembling slightly.

This is also normal.

After all, Brother Long is still a normal person after all. After seeing a similar scene, he will indeed feel shocked and...frightened!
Right now, this place is the open space where Brother Long and the others get off the car during the day, and next to it is the place where the previous combat meeting was held.If Brother Long remembered correctly, the car they were riding in was parked in a parking lot not far away.The soldiers who brought them here and wore military uniforms lived in a small building not far away. Before going to bed, Brother Long heard someone exercising here.

But now, all the originally neat buildings have been "stained red".

The clean white wall was covered with solidified blood, and the severed arms and thighs that were torn off at some point were pasted on the wall, and glue-like threads could even be seen on the contact surface; black suits were scattered all over the floor, Dark red blood dripped onto the clothes, as if they had been torn apart abruptly.

In addition, there are several "people" on the ground - if the smaller half of the body can be called a person.

At this moment, these "people" either lost their lower body, or had big holes in their stomachs, and many of them had their eyes still open, protruding from their pale faces, as if they were being placed on a table to be dissected The bright red muscle fibers of the frogs were exposed one by one, mixed with the white grease, and flowed all over the floor.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Brother Long felt dizzy for a while, his throat twitched, and he seemed to be vomiting out the dinner he ate not long ago.

"vomit……"

He leaned against the wall, his face extremely ugly.

The smell of blood and decay lingered in his nose, making him feel a smoky stench, and tears were about to flow from the corners of his eyes.

Pressing his forehead, Long Ge patted his cheeks to readjust his spirit.

Now is not the time to be sick.

Even though Brother Long felt that he might really vomit something in the next second, he still forced himself to vomit and walked past these mutilated corpses on the ground tremblingly.

The screams of the female reporter came again in the distance.

Squeezing his nose, Brother Long went all the way around the wall of corpses, crossed the bloody open space, and went around to the back of the small building.

Then he saw a huge "sculpture".

The sculpture is pure white, and it is not ordinary white, but the kind of paleness that reminds people of "corpses".Perhaps the artist who made this sculpture had his own unique insights into color, and rendered this "artwork" into a dilapidated and ashen pale.

In addition, the sculpture itself is also full of weird meaning.The object of this sculpture seems to be a lady, but the appearance of this lady is slightly different from that of "human beings".Especially in her head, it can be seen that on top of the human eyes, there is an extra pair of eyes carved in the sculpture itself.Two pairs of long and narrow eyes hung on both sides of the forehead, one pair facing up and one pair facing down, taking everything in front of him into his field of vision.

Brother Long passed by the sculpture, and when he looked up, he noticed that there seemed to be something weird about the statue's head.

For some unknown reason, when he passed the sculpture, he seemed to feel that the sculpture was... looking at him.

The hand holding the camera began to tremble slightly again, but he didn't do anything, just continued to rush forward with his head sullen.

After crossing the statue, Brother Long finally arrived at the place where the female reporter was.

He also finally understood why the female reporter kept screaming.

Right now, the woman is being hung on a pole. The pole is long and thick, with handcuffs on both sides, tightly entwining the body of the female reporter; under the pole, ice crystals and flames gradually rise up along the pole, and then It was divided into two sections by some unknowable force, which stretched and expanded along the female reporter's body bit by bit.

The female reporter's left foot was necrotic muscle that was purple from the cold, while her right foot was a blackened wreck that had been scorched by the flames.

She couldn't move on the pole, she could only watch the ice and fire spread from her feet!

"Bastard!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Long Ge suddenly felt a fire in his heart.

He carried the camera and rushed forward two steps, raised his head and said to the female reporter, "Xiao Xu, are you okay?! Don't be afraid, I'll let you down now!"

When Long Ge said this, his head was upturned, because the female reporter who was hung on the pole was really far away from him.

Although there is no detailed measurement, Long Ge roughly guessed that the place where the female reporter Xiao Xu was hung was more than three meters from the ground, and he could not reach him by jumping alone.

Looking anxiously at the surrounding environment, Brother Long sometimes picked up a wooden stick and sometimes picked up a tile. After sweating profusely for a long time, he couldn't find a prop that he could climb up to rescue Xiao Xu.

Perhaps it was because of his figure that surrounded him all the time, Xiao Xu, who had been tortured to the point of passing out, regained consciousness.

She looked down at Brother Long who was anxious, and said hoarsely, "Brother Long... run..."

"That woman, that woman is coming," she said. "You must not be caught by her, you must not! She will torture you and make your life worse than death!"

"I can't go away anymore, she said, I have been engraved with her mark, I can't run away, you go... go..."

Hearing Xiao Xu's voice, Brother Long was a little confused: "What woman?"

However, Xiao Xu was unable to answer his question.

Just a few seconds after he spoke, Xiao Xu let out another scream that was even more miserable than before!

Countless dark palms emerged from behind her, like dark flowers blooming on her body, spreading up her body, penetrating into her skin, peeling off her flesh, bit by bit her limbs tear down.

Seeing this scene, Brother Long shuddered violently.

His hand holding the camera couldn't help but start to shake, and the fear quickly spread to him, making him couldn't help but back up and want to escape from this place.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

Brother Long's face was pale: "It's not right, this mission is not right!"

Right from the start, this quest has an eerie feel to it!

Whether it's the sudden transfer, the weird prophet before, or the "cemetery" like purgatory right now, everything is telling him that either he is crazy, or this place is crazy for this mission. up!

Leaving this place in a panic, while walking, Brother Long staggered in panic and threw away the camera in his hand.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, picked up the camera again, and wanted to put it on his shoulders.

However, this time, his movements paused slightly.

Because he noticed that the place where the camera rolled down was the statue he saw earlier that gave him a strange feeling.

I don't know why, but when Brother Long stood next to the statue, the feeling of "disobedience" became stronger and stronger.

It was as if... something was peeping at him.

After hesitating for a while, Brother Long put the camera down, carried it on his shoulders, and pointed it at the statue in front of him.

In the camera interface, the statue looks normal.

With some inexplicable psychology, Long Ge carried the camera and began to revolve around the statue.

While filming in fear, he was vigilant of everything around him, for fear that a monster would suddenly appear from the side and tear him to pieces or tie him to a pole, just like that female reporter Xiao Xu.

Fortunately, even though Brother Long spent a lot of time here, no monster jumped out of the shadows.

He finished the shot, bringing every detail of the statue into the camera.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and before he had time to wonder why he did such an inexplicable thing while fleeing for his life, he quickly carried the camera on his shoulders and started running again.

This time he stayed away from the empty parking lot before, but took a long detour, walking from the road in his memory.

He vaguely remembered that the road he walked with that prophet before going to sleep seemed to be this one.

What else did the prophet say to him at that time, but now Brother Long can't remember clearly.

He could only remember that it seemed to be something important.Perhaps, this is the key to your own life!
"After all, he is a 'prophet'." Brother Long comforted himself in his heart, "Maybe... Maybe what he said is the key to escape from this place?"

"Although I can't remember exactly what he said, but if I continue walking along this road, I may be able to remember it. And I still remember that there seemed to be some white light at that time... Maybe it was that white light that pulled me closer This strange place!"

Brother Long told himself in his heart.

In fact, he has no idea, after all, his memory of the past is really vague.It's basically blank except remembering that those things are important.

But there is no way.

In the current environment, if there is no hope, Brother Long feels that he will really collapse.

And recalling his memories of yesterday, he found that apart from the scene of chatting with the prophet, there seemed to be nothing else that could be called "special".

So he had to bet his last bet on this.

Other than that, he really has nothing to do.

The experience of that female reporter Xiao Xu is still vivid in my memory, and the broken limbs and arms in the square are also very eye-catching. The whole world has a sense of blood and corruption, especially in this late night, when everything is blurred Follow Long Ge's thinking.

He was a little panicked.

Stepping forward along the path in his memory, Brother Long clutched his camera tightly, his face pale: "Please, there must be... there must be..."

Maybe some existence heard his prayer. After running wildly for a short time, Brother Long really felt that there seemed to be something extra at the end of the road.

Looking in that direction with an excited mood, Brother Long's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in the next second!
At the end of the path, a person wearing a light white gauze, whose entire face was hidden in the shadows, was watching from afar.

Brother Long could clearly feel that the other party was "looking directly" at him.

Brother Long was horrified to find that the woman in front of him was almost the same as the woman he saw in the statue...!
Fear came over him again.

The camera starts shaking again.

He wanted to run, but out of the corner of his eye, he could only see a flat and open area around him.No matter where he fled to, he would be discovered by the other party immediately.

At this moment, time seemed to be stretched to an infinite distance, as if time had been frozen, and cold sweat slowly emerged from Brother Long's back.

In the end, it seemed that the broken time was put back together again.

A voice interrupted the long freeze.

Brother Long heard a woman's voice in his ears: "A person who broke into this space again? It's strange that so many people can step into this space today..."

"Huh? You seem to have a familiar smell on your body."

The woman's voice was very strange, as if it came from a long distance, and seemed to be in Brother Long's ear: "Interesting, who are you? Why do you give me such a feeling."

Brother Long couldn't move all over his body, only half of his body seemed to be burning, and the other half was ice-cold.

In the chaos, only the female voice who seemed far away and near was singing softly: "But it doesn't matter, grab you, cut your body open, grab your heart, all the answers are self-evident."

"Run, run, run as hard as you can in this shadow of nothingness, turn your fear into soil, and then become firewood..."

talking.

A pale figure flickered forward.

Every time she blinks, she will take a few steps forward, either by an imperceptible few centimeters, or by an exaggerated few meters.

In just a few breaths, she was almost at Brother Long's location!

The camera starts shaking violently again.