Chapter 166 The Last Struggle

【You are the same as that small town, I wrote it】

【You need to read my new book, it used to only affect people a little bit, and this one will drive you completely crazy】

Da da da……

Vintage typewriter at work.

In the lunatic asylum, Sam only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then appeared in a claustrophobic space.

This place, he has been here before, lived in the world, no, lived in the most terrifying demon in the universe.

"I found that there was a problem in the novel, and there was an extra character who had never appeared before and was out of control."

In the darkness, a man's voice came.

He is the master of horror novels Sutter Kane.

Behind him, there is a door. The wooden bars on it have long been blackened, twisted, and wet mucus leaked out. From time to time, there is a strange creaking sound, as if some huge creature is trying to squeeze in.

At this moment, Sam has regained his senses, but he doesn't want to talk, because he has accepted his fate——

While talking with a man pretending to be a doctor, he suddenly became crazy and his consciousness was blurred. Then, he suddenly came to the mysterious space of the weird town, and he became sober in an instant, like a normal person.

This ability...

So is God.

"You seem to be waking up to reality, which is good."

There was a strange noise in the darkness.

The next second, Kane finally appeared. He put his head on Sam's shoulder and gave him a sinister smile: "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't get an answer, Kane asked again strangely: "Want to see it?"

After the words fell, he directly pressed Sam's head, pushed all the way, and finally stopped in front of the wooden door.

Ten months ago, it was merely twisted and deformed, but now it is broken in many places.

Light came from the gap.

Immediately afterwards, a series of images flashed before Sam's eyes, some of which he had experienced before, and some of which were new:

The monster's dark green and turbid eyeballs, a highly rotten human face, tentacles squirming in the crack of the door, a sharp ax soaked in blood, and a devil's mouth with intertwined teeth...

Finally, Darlene, the female editor, reappeared, crawling out of the darkness with a rattling sound of joints twisting.

The next moment, Darlene turned over and staged an evil scene again, only to see her head turned upside down, and strange laughter sounded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

When he woke up again, Sam found that his eyes were bleeding, and he was held by Kane in his hands like a dead dog, while screaming sharply.

At this time, Kane stretched out his finger, dipped a trace of blood on his face, sucked it, and said with insatiable desire: "What do you think of this new ending?"

"..."

Sam's face was expressionless, his body was limp, and he couldn't speak a word.

Seeing this, Kane let go of his hand, walked to the typewriter, blew on the ink-stained manuscript, and sent it to Sam:

"It's yours for the time being, take a serious look, go back and tell that fake doctor, I've arranged an interesting ending for him."

All the while, the mad novelist despises Sam because the evil gods have given him the power to change the world through fear, a power only the Creator can hold.

Unexpectedly, Sam's face began to contort, and his mood was extremely complicated. He exhausted his last bit of strength and roared:

"I'm just under your control, but I'm definitely not a fictional character, I know who I am!"

"Sam Neal, an investigator!"

These struggling and desperate words fell into Kane's ears, only to get a contemptuous smile.

Immediately afterwards, the world began to crumble and shatter.

Sam lost consciousness.

In the dark space, the horror novelist Sart Kane looked at the wooden door, stretched out his hand, pinched his eye sockets tightly, and pulled it down.

No blood, no muscle.

There was nothing left under his skin, like a piece of paper, the cover of a book.

With the tearing, Kane faded away.

【In the black abyss, it will live forever and share the glory with the gods】

Several dimensions outside the space.

"What is this?"

Familiar and unfamiliar voices came from beside my ears.

Sam opened his eyes.

Everywhere he could see, there were black crosses. He remembered everything. This place was the Cloverfield Mental Hospital!

And the person who spoke was Lu Li.

"I've lost myself!"

At this time, Sam raised his head and let out a strange cry, with an indescribable sadness on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that there was an extra piece of printing paper in his hand, and Lu Li moved over to take it away.

Almost instinctively, Sam squeezed the paper into a ball.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, sir!"

The eager tone contained pleas: "Save this withered world, don't let human beings become a thing of the past..."

As he spoke, Sam, with blood and tears in his eyes, opened his mouth, swallowed the whole manuscript with the new ending into his throat, and swallowed it.

Lu Li didn't know why, so he snapped his mouth hard, trying to rescue the mysteriously appeared paper.

nothing.

At the same time, the muscles on Sam's face were beating vigorously, and the blood was flowing freely. He begged again: "Sir, leave this place quickly, go to Innsmouth State, and stop that book from being published."

This scene really shocked Lu Li's heart.

He just thought about it for a while, and the matter turned into what it is now——

Sam huddled in the corner without moving, and then passed out. At the same time, there was a blank piece of paper in his hand.

However, Lu Li was by no means a fool. He immediately thought of Kane, took a few steps back, and asked tentatively, "Did he come to see you just now?"

If this is the case, then... it is beyond the scope of understanding.

"Kane uses books to influence every reader, no, there are also movies and oral methods."

Don't answer the question.

"Go, I saw the end, this madhouse is my final destination, everything exists because of me, except you."

"You are not controlled by the Sartre Caine, they can only corrupt you through fear..."

"The town is on the cover...block the door, there's..."

As he spoke, Sam went completely insane. He stuck his hand down his throat and forced himself to vomit.

Not long after, a paper ball wrapped in mucus appeared on the ground.

Vigilance flashed across Lu Li's eyes, and his pupils turned yellowish brown, glowing green in the dimness.

"Look, everything you want to know."

The voice came.

It was Sam's voice.

He seemed to be a different person, his speech was clear, and he was no longer crazy.

However, the trust in Lu Li's heart has long since disappeared, because he would rather trust a crazy person than deal with a monster with an empty shell.

"Let's see, the final destination." Sam bewitched again.

At the same time, Lu Li turned around and quickly left the ward.

The voice came from behind.

"He's looking at you."

"Well...give him my regards."

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