Chapter 1052

The figures in white are like well-trained slaughterhouse workers. They skillfully disembowel the corpses and collect blood of various colors.

Immediately afterwards, Professor Gao Che, who felt at a loss as to what to do, blurred his eyes. He was uncontrollable, and his body got closer to the altar, and he saw more details clearly.

Those figures in white are people.

Moreover, they are acquaintances!

The lunatic asylum staff who received them all had indifferent eyes and no hypocritical smiles on their faces at the moment, turning into cruel and cold-blooded slaughtering machines one after another.

And the slaughtered objects are corpses with strange shapes and hideous appearances. Under their hands, these things are like lowly livestock.

Blood... streams gathered together.

Someone took out a fluffy paintbrush, stained it with strange blood, and painted on his face, like an ancient ritual performed by a member of a primitive race after hunting.

Under strong stimulation, Professor Gao Che kept telling himself that everything was just a dream. He closed his eyes and covered his ears, not to witness this purgatory scene.

It's a pity that such a scene can't help but pop up in my mind.

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself.

As a top expert in psychiatry, he couldn't explain why he dreamed of such a scene, there was no warning at all, and he had never been exposed to related elements before!

In the same way, if the cause cannot be found out, how can we know how to treat it.

With a disturbed heart, Professor Gao Che closed his eyes and prayed, asking for the blessing of the great Holy Light werewolf. After all, the strange dream only appeared after entering the madhouse, and the latter was built on top of the church.

Hope this mighty one can vent his anger and drive away the monsters that occupy this place!

However, after a long time, the professor still couldn't get relief, and the weird and creepy singing sounded in his ears, piercing the eardrums and hitting the soul directly.

At the same time, he felt a chill on his back, those butchers in white were stripping his clothes.

Are you going to kill someone?

Based on the fear derived from this, the professor opened his eyes, and the colleagues who had just met remained expressionless and chanted.

A tingling sensation came from behind.

I saw this group of people singing loudly while painting and drawing on it with blood-stained pens, drawing a large number of strange patterns.

Although he couldn't see the specific content, Gao Che was certain that it was not a good thing.

Because... most of the blood gathered under the feet, forming strange runes in the shape of tadpoles. Together, they form an unimaginable pattern that makes people tremble more and more.

Is this being used as a sacrifice?

The professor felt bitter.

While singing, his back kept getting hot, and suddenly, he thought of the strange dance led by the doctor and the nurses during the report.

Afterwards, Gao Che tried to follow these weird syllables, swaying his limbs randomly, and slowly found that rhythm, and a certain idea in his mind became clearer and clearer:

Maybe it can ease the anxiety and pain.

On the altar, all the creatures that could stand chanted loudly. The professor was bound in the center, his expression alternately frightened and sometimes excited.

"Although I don't understand the specific meaning, I was greatly shocked."

In the distance, Lu Li murmured.

Apparently, he heard that the lost lamb was anxiously waiting to be rescued.

looked up.

Human figures, corpses, and blood, the three formed a magnificent and precise array.

When the professor let go of his reserve and rationality a little bit, and made more and more distorted dancing postures, Doctor Brian and the nurses in this fantasy world sang even harder.

At this time, the holy light spread in all directions centered on Lu Li, as if clearing the field.

Anyone with common sense can see that if this continues, Gao Che will be completely irreparable...

the other side.

Vincent, who is also a well-known professor in the field of psychiatry, is not much safer than Gao Che, even though the dreams of the two are different.

As far as the eye can see, the scenery is cold and desolate, there are only a handful of weeds, and the tree trunks are black and dead, like the fangs of a poisonous snake. Every time you accidentally touch it, you will break out in a cold sweat, as if you were bitten firmly.

When he walked through an abandoned house and bushes, Professor Vincent saw a tall ancient tower and a huge square in front of him.

The boulders and oil paints look eerie, but there are still traces of rituals held——

Under the dim starlight, they exude a dark red light, and are covered with rotten knots, like poisonous snakes coiled around them.

Just as he was thinking, Vincent's vision suddenly became blurred, and he quickly moved to a high platform in the square, where he saw countless patterns of pythons.

These creatures twisted and stirred, and the originally dull eyes suddenly turned blood red, revealing greed and cunning anthropomorphically.

Absurd dream without logic!

Before that, he had never seen these elements.

The snake pattern is getting brighter... The professor feels that his vitality is being overdrawn...

At the critical moment, the holy light exploded outside the altar.

Cloverfield Asylum.

In the quiet new employee dormitory, two doors slowly appeared, dim, with a cold light emitting from the inside, close to nothingness.

And the next moment, the endless light covered these, making the scene extremely holy and vast.

Until the end, four figures came out of it. The two professors Gao Che and Vincent looked like dry skeletons. They were almost absorbed by some unknown creature, thanks to someone supporting them.

It's two people who look the same.

To be more precise, the two figures were actually Lu Li. After throwing the target on the bed, they all turned into spots of light and rushed to the next room to re-merge with the main body.

"It's a good thing I came back in time, otherwise, I would really be caught by these guys."

While murmuring, Lu Li got up and went to his new colleague's dormitory.

And Professor Vincent found that his senses were gradually recovering, and his body was gradually returning to the control of the brain, no longer like a numb puppet.

However, the sense of crisis for the rest of his life after the catastrophe still keeps sending out warnings. It seems that only by completely escaping from this ghost place can he be safe.

It's a pity...the lunatic asylum is a cursed place. The moment the thought came to mind, a stronger and unspeakable sense of crisis came over, creeping and even more frightening than before.

"So it wasn't a dream."

On the side, Professor Gao Che was gasping for breath, not feeling lucky in his heart, because there was a blood mark on his back, which vaguely revealed uneasy emotions, as if he had self-awareness.

"Congratulations, both of you, you have temporarily got rid of the evil god."

Lu Li entered the room leaning on his cane.

Since he is the grandfather of Xinshou Village, he must shoulder the responsibility. He has this awareness.

Looking at the coworker who was nagging and actually saving them, the two professors barely restrained their minds and got up from the bed they had just been lying on for a while.

There is no way, the hospital I joined was too weird, I was just overtired, and I planned to lie on my stomach to rest for a while, but unexpectedly appeared in another world and was tortured.

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