Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

A serial killer near Whitechapel.

Could it be that serial killer?!

But the most serious problem isn't that. The most serious problem is that this pool of water doesn't look like it was left by someone passing by.

More like...

I stood here before, and only by doing this could the rainwater flow into this puddle!

The person who came in stood there for a while, staring at their brightly lit door.

Right in his own home, just inches away, there was someone who could be a serial killer staring at his door!

This gave the girl goosebumps all over her body instantly!

What should we do? Run?

We have no idea where that guy is, but what can we do?!

There wasn't anything in the house that she could easily use as a weapon, and even if there were, she didn't think she was the kind of person who could take on a crazy serial killer one-on-one with a weapon.

Damn it, I'm really seeing a ghost!

What to do? The door is just a few steps away, and it's all dark.

At this moment, Wenlan dared not breathe deeply. Her heart was pumping blood rapidly, her adrenaline was surging, her pulse was quickening, and her limbs were trembling uncontrollably.

It was simply to have enough strength to support the human body in running and escaping.

However, when people are under extreme stress, they may not even be able to run.

Move around, do something!

Should we rush out and ask the police for help?

No, it wasn't until this moment that Wenlan realized she was no longer even capable of providing shelter.

But we have to do something, or we'll definitely die.

No one would come to save her. She was just an ordinary person in a corner of the city. No one would miss her, no one would remember her, and no one would care.

If you die, that would be the third death, the ultimate failure in your life.

run···

run······

run! !

As if by some strange twist of fate, it was as if someone had given Wenlan a hard push from behind!

In an instant, everything seemed to be liberated from stillness, and all things returned to the torrent of time, beginning to surge forward again.

In Wenlan's eyes, that moment felt like an entire century.

At the same time, a cold whistling sound exploded above the girl's head!

She exerted force with both legs, but because the water reduced the friction on the ground, the sudden exertion caused the girl to lose her balance.

Therefore, this seemingly fatal imbalance caused the girl to instinctively lower her body, thus avoiding the deadly sound that exploded above her head!

That was a sharp knife slashing through the darkness!

If she hadn't bent down, her scalp would have been shaved off!

"Ugh! Damn it!!"

Before she could even check what was behind her, Wenlan burst out the door as if she had been injected with adrenaline.

Run first, then talk. Whatever you do, do it first, then discuss right and wrong.

The sound of someone slamming open their front door instantly shattered the deathly silence of the night.

Wearing only a thin shirt and shorts, the girl rushed out of the door she had opened and ran towards the outside.

Although she couldn't see it, Wenlan didn't have time to turn around, but she could hear it.

The sound of running, like a vengeful ghost, was gradually closing in on me.

Why did this have to happen to me?!

Why yourself?

Why me of all people?!

Unable to slow down, Wenlan braced herself against the wall for cushioning and, in a panic, flipped over the low wall.

Then she realized.

My family doesn't live on the first floor.

This is the third floor—

There wasn't even time to utter a cry of surprise.

Suddenly, the words "I'm going to die" popped into my head.

The next moment, Wenlan heard a loud bang in her ears.

Before anyone could even gasp in surprise at the distance to the third floor, she had already landed.

What am I doing...?

fine?

She only felt that what was behind her was not something very hard, not the road surface.

It's the roof of a carriage.

However, as we all know, even a watermelon, with its immense impact force, can kill a person instantly if it travels fast enough.

The impact from the third floor would have been enough to leave the car roof completely unscathed.

Is it because of the vampire's body?

It was only at this moment that Wenlan realized something was wrong with her.

You should know that even in the past, she couldn't climb over the low wall like before.

This time, I flipped over in no time, which is unlike my former self.

Is it because of the power change brought about by vampires?

But before she could feel even a sliver of relief, the voice appeared again.

They proceeded unhurriedly, as if they had plenty of energy, intending to exhaust their target's strength before delivering the fatal blow.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

That damn thing is following us!

No longer caring about hiding, the girl immediately started cursing and moving.

Even her reactions seemed to have quickened; the girl flipped off the car and landed on the ground, where torrential rain pelted her.

Rainwater soaked the ancient stone-paved road, and the alley was pitch black in the dead of night.

There wasn't a single ray of light.

However, her eyes had gradually adapted to the darkness, which gave her a ticket to escape.

The rain was heavy, and white mist even rose from the surrounding area, mixing with the thick fog and reducing visibility on the streets to less than a few meters.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, turning into another deserted city.

In a panic, I rushed into the alley, where a dilapidated carriage was parked. There was no cat rummaging through the trash cans.

Run, run without a care in the world.

Breaking through the rain curtain, completely unconcerned that they were soaked to the bone.

The shoes had been soaked with rainwater long ago because they weren't worn properly.

But Wenlan dared not stop, because the will to survive and the warning of death were telling her.

That thing didn't let me go. It was like a ferocious, hungry wolf, chasing me from a distance, neither losing sight of its target nor rushing in too quickly to tear its prey apart.

It moves at a leisurely pace, yet it always manages to chase its prey, like a nightmare.

The thing was not far behind her, and the heavy footsteps on the stone pavement and the splashing water sounded like a giant hand gradually choking Wenlan's heart.

I want to live, no matter what.

Wenlan was unaware that she had broken her own speed record, and she was already completely exhausted.

The only thing that sustained her was desire.

The desire to live.

And the anger that was gradually overflowing!

Being alive is more important than anything else.

The next step is to find your own answers.

Can't we live if life has no meaning?

Why is it always me?!

Why is it always me? Why...?

—And it just so happens to be myself!

Wenlan seemed to feel all the power in her body being released, and perhaps it would work. The voice behind her seemed to be gradually fading away.

Is it because you think you can't catch up that you're considering giving up on your goal?

It seems possible.

Once a person sees the light at the end of the tunnel, all their potential is unleashed.

As long as you shake off that thing behind you, there is hope!

This is a narrow alley, but once you pass through it, you can rush into the bustling downtown area, which is lively even at midnight.

Wherever you go, the other party will definitely give up the pursuit.

Wherever we go—

However, the next moment, Ghost Shark appeared in a corner.

It sounded like a sigh, or perhaps a regret.

"It's a pity, people are like that..."

—Ultimately, there are limits.

Wenlan's eyes narrowed sharply.

Because what she saw after rushing out of the alley completely shattered her hope.

Passing through here, we are not in a bustling downtown area, nor is it any other road leading to survival.

Instead, it's a small, enclosed cemetery...

There is no road leading anywhere else from here.

Wenlan seemed to hear the mocking laughter of fate.

A greeting from the deep sea [11]

This is the city cemetery.

In Victoria, where land is extremely valuable, cemeteries are often located within the city.

But this place is different. Sometimes, the deceased cannot be laid to rest due to certain circumstances, so they are usually kept here. There are indeed small temporary cold storage facilities here.

It was funded by the Victoria Police Department for the purpose of convenience.

If a body in a criminal case plays a role in the case and cannot be buried quickly, it will be sealed off and stored here.

but now.

The rainstorm is coming.

The white rain curtain, blown by the wind, resembled a stage curtain, drawing back the prelude to the story.

Lightning ripped through the night sky, and the sparks exploded in mid-air.