"Help me!"
At midnight, the suburban road was empty; there was not a single passing car.
The driver memorized the last message on his phone. He did not dare to run into the trees on both sides of the road but ran in the middle of the road.
The wind howled in his ears. After running for about ten meters, Lao Zhang realized there were no footsteps behind him. He turned around to look.
"You won't be able to escape!"
The face on the back of the head was twisted like something was trying to crawl out. At that moment, the monster passenger was only half a meter away from Lao Zhang.
"It's trying to get into my head." The driver had no idea why he would have such a strange thought. He ran as fast as he could and did not dare to turn back to look.
However, some things did not disappear just because he did not turn back to look.
The back of his head felt like it was being stabbed by needles, like a sharp knife was slowly stabbing into it.
"Help me!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs, but all he got was silence.
His neck was cold, and it became stiff. He did not even have the energy to turn his head.
The more he ran, the slower he became. The oxygen in his lungs was sucked dry, and he could not run anymore.
"You'll get used to it." A creepy laugh came from the back of his head. The driver ran as fast as he could, but the place was too deserted. There were old trees on both sides of the road. The passing cars knew that there was a crematorium ahead, so they rarely passed this place at night.
The back of his head felt like it was being sliced open. The pain was unbearable. The man's eyes rolled upward, and he felt like he was going to faint.
"So painful!" That was the only thought left in his mind. His thoughts became blurry, and all he could think about was, When I wake up, will I turn into a monster with a face on the back of my head?
The chill invaded his brain, and his memory was disturbed. Lao Zhang finally could not hold on any longer.
With a plop, Lao Zhang collapsed to the ground. His hands were on the ground, and he felt a chill on his back like a venomous snake had crawled up his back, but he could not move to resist.
The pain at the back of his head intensified. Lao Zhang wanted to scream, but he could not make a sound. He shook his head, trying to shake off the thing on the back of his head, but it was to no avail.
"So painful …"
He did not make a sound, but a voice rang in his ears.
"Am I talking?"
Lao Zhang's mind was in a mess. He tried his best to look in the direction of the sound.
The only source of light in the dark was the headlights of the car. The branches on both sides of the road rustled, and there seemed to be something coming from afar.
"Ouch, ouch!"
A painful voice entered his ears. Lao Zhang's face turned ashen. He realized that the voice did not come from him.
"Another monster?"
The driver was paralyzed on the ground, trying his best to keep his eyes open. All he wanted to do was drive a taxi and earn money to support his family. He had never expected to encounter such a strange event.
"After I die, will my body be sent somewhere for research?"
Strange thoughts began to appear in his mind, and the cold feeling on his back slowly subsided. However, the pain at the back of his head did not lessen at all.
Hearing that voice, the passengers seemed to have a sense of danger and began to speed up.
"Why does the monster seem to be afraid?"
In the last few seconds before he closed his eyes, he saw a taxi coming from afar.
He wanted to make a sound and warn the other party that this place was very dangerous, but he couldn't open his mouth.
The car door opened, and the psychopath he had seen several times ran out with a bag.
"How come I run into him everywhere?"
Tossing the bag to the side, the psychopath that Lao Zhang had mentioned took out an exaggeratedly shaped iron hammer from the bag and charged at him.
"This time, I'm dead for sure."
The words were laced with deep despair, and then Lao Zhang saw something that he would not forget for the rest of his life.
When the man was one or two meters away from him, he raised the iron hammer in his hand and swung it at the back of his head!
"Bang!"
The pain at the back of his head disappeared instantly, and a human-like object was smashed to the ground. It rolled several times on the road.
The sound of bones cracking echoed in his ears, and his vision was covered by a faded red. Lao Zhang turned his head around with difficulty. When he saw the passenger's deformed body, he could not control the fear in his heart anymore. His eyes rolled upward, and he fainted.
"Don't be afraid!" Chen Ge gasped for air. He had finally arrived.
Lao Zhang had fainted on the ground, so naturally, he could not hear his voice.
The driver of the taxi also ran out, and when he saw the fainted Lao Zhang, he screamed.
"Lao Zhang! Lao Zhang, wake up! "
The peace of the night was shattered. When the passenger who was rolling in the middle of the road saw Chen Ge, without saying a word, he tilted his body and ran into the nearby forest.
"Call the police immediately! Tell them that the killer is a fugitive from the Third Sick Hall! "
After giving the order, Chen Ge ran into the forest.
Speed was greatly affected in the forest. The passenger ran madly, and Chen Ge chased after him.
The chase lasted for several minutes, and the passenger's stamina started to run out.
His body swayed, and half of his shoulder was deformed. Every step he took felt like he was going to fall apart.
"You won't be able to escape!"
Chen Ge would not let this man go that night. Be it because of the hidden mission or some other reason, he had a reason to make the Society of Strange Tales history.
Hearing the screams behind him, the passenger gritted his teeth. Just a few minutes ago, he had said that.
The situation had turned. He would not only fail to complete the ghost story that night, he might even be dragged into it.
While thinking about this, the passenger was not paying attention and tripped over something. His body, which was already crooked, completely lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
"Why don't you keep running?" Chen Ge would not let go of such a good opportunity. He closed the distance, and the bloody hammer enlarged in the passenger's eyes.
Panic rose in his heart. The passenger crawled on the ground, trying his best to run deeper into the forest.
In just a few seconds, Chen Ge caught up to him.
The hammer landed on the passenger's leg, and at the last moment, the passenger used his elbow to move his body away.
"Bang!"
The hammer landed on the tree trunk, scraping off a large piece of bark, and the whole tree shook violently.
The passenger's face was white, and he looked worse than a dead man.
"You've crossed the line!"
The face on the back of his head started to wiggle. Blood vessels crawled out from the skin and started to reweave themselves.
Moments later, the face on the back of the passenger's head looked eighty to ninety percent similar to Chen Ge.
"To be able to control these blood vessels, you really came from the other side of the door."
Before the monster finished its transformation, Chen Ge charged forward. He would not hold back against monsters.
"I've been waiting for you!"
When Chen Ge got close, the passenger suddenly jumped up to greet him. He reached out with both hands, trying to grab Chen Ge's shoulders.
The face that looked similar to Chen Ge revealed a sickly smile as it leaned toward Chen Ge's face.
He had been planning since he saw Chen Ge, but he had neglected one important detail.
Between the face and Chen Ge, an even more hysterical voice rang out.
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