Chapter 386
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"The person who painted this is quite creative. He painted it from the perspective of a dead body." Ma Yin looked at the painting in her hands. She seemed to be affected by the emotion in the painting, and it made her feel bad.
"I think it's quite weird. It's weird for a living person to put themselves in the perspective of a dead person." Liu Xianxian glanced at it and lost interest. "I feel like this painting is meant for the dead. Perhaps it was painted by a cadaver."
"Don't be ridiculous." Ma Yin placed the painting to the side. When she was about to look at the second painting, her finger brushed against the paper, and her fingertip was stained with a small piece of paint. "It's not dry yet?"
She stood where she was, and her mind went blank.
"This painting looks like it was painted recently. Someone else must have entered this storeroom, but why would he paint here? And why would he paint so weirdly? "
Ma Yin was reminded of what Liu Xianxian had said before she entered the building. A student passed by the Western Sector at night and saw someone waving inside. When he entered, he realized it was a badly damaged body.
"Is the painter really a cadaver?" A scary thought appeared in her mind, and Ma Yin could not help but take a step back. She wanted to stay away from the cupboard, but she was curious about the other paintings.
In the end, curiosity won over fear. Ma Yin stood before the cupboard and looked at the second painting.
It was an oil painting, and the color chosen by the artist was depressing. The gray sky hung over one's head, black crows pecked at a pale body, and a rotting hand struggled to reach out from the ground.
"A very sad and hopeless world. There's no color."
Ma Yin turned to the third painting. It was a little girl holding an apple.
This painting was the complete opposite of the previous one. The girl was wearing a cute dress and stood under the neon lights. The apple in her hand was very alluring.
From the background to the dress, it was filled with color and light, but the painting still made one uncomfortable.
The reason was because of the little girl in the middle. She did not fit in with the rest of the painting. The skin that was exposed was an abnormal grayish white. She held the apple and wanted to eat it, but she knew that even if she took a bite, she would not be able to taste the apple.
Her delicate little face displayed a very simple desire. She wanted to know the taste of apples.
Putting down the third painting, Ma Yin turned to the last one.
It was a realistic painting, and it was a person whose body had been dismembered.
The scene that a normal person would find hard to accept did not cause Ma Yin any discomfort.
During her first dissection class, she understood that the dead were different from the living. They were now just cold machines, a machine made of complicated parts that could no longer be operated.
The man in the painting was staring at his own body. Perhaps he was also wondering if he could still be called a human.
Ma Yin stared at the portrait for a long time before she suddenly remembered something.
She took out her phone and clicked on the video her sister had sent her before she disappeared. When the video reached the twelfth second, she pressed the pause button.
At that time, the camera was focused on the window. A woman was holding onto the windowsill with half her face exposed.
Comparing the faces in the paintings, Ma Yin suddenly realized that the woman's skin color was very similar to the people in the paintings!
"What's going on? One was filmed on video, it's real, and the other is just a drawing, it's fiction. "
Her arms started to tremble involuntarily. She felt that the woman on the screen and the people in the painting were all looking at her.
She raised her hand to put the paintings back into the cupboard. After closing the cupboard door, the feeling disappeared.
"The main characters in the paintings appear to be cadavers. If that's the case, then the woman leaning against the window in the video is also a dead body? But why would a dead body lean against the window? "
The video paused at the last second. The woman leaning against the window looked at the cameraman, and through the screen, Ma Yin felt like the woman was staring at her.
"Her eyes seem to be hiding some kind of complicated emotion. That's not something a dead body can do." Ma Yin closed the video. She kept looking at the woman, and she was afraid. "My sister's disappearance has to be related to this woman. These few paintings should be the clue."
Her hand pressed against the cupboard door. Ma Yin touched the sticky cupboard door, and she felt more confused. "There's residual formalin on the cupboard door, and the paintings inside the cupboard are created from the perspective of a cadaver. My sister also disappeared when she saw a monster that looks like a dead body. Could it be that the dead have really 'come back to life'?"
"Xiao Yin!" Liu Xianxian's voice came from behind her. The timid girl seemed to have run deep into the warehouse alone.
"Where are you?" Ma Yin could only hear Liu Xianxian's voice, but she could not see the person. There were too many things inside the warehouse, and it blocked her vision.
"Xiao Yin!" Liu Xianxian called again, but she still only called Ma Yin's name.
Ma Yin, who was spooked by the video and the paintings, was on high alert. She grabbed a broken chair and walked toward the source of the voice.
Passing through the racks, she saw a figure standing straight in an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse.
"Liu Xianxian?" Holding the chair with one hand, Ma Yin raised her phone. Before the light hit the figure, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Who is it!"
With a shake of her arm, Ma Yin grabbed the chair and threw it behind her. Just as the chair was about to hit the person, she saw who it was and forced herself to stop.
The chair brushed past the person and slammed into the rack, creating a loud noise.
Pulling back her arm stiffly, Liu Xianxian did not expect such a big reaction from Ma Yin. She was also spooked. "Xiao Yin, how come you feel so strange tonight?"
Putting down the chair, Ma Yin took a deep breath. "Strange? Why would you suddenly tap my shoulder in a place like this? Are you trying to scare me to death? "
"We've been here a few times already. There's nothing to be afraid of." At that moment, Liu Xianxian felt like Ma Yin's face was twisted.
"It's different. I can now confirm that someone was here before us!" Ma Yin suddenly remembered something. She picked up her phone and shone it at the corner that she was going to look at!
"Where is he?"
The corner was empty; there was not a single person there.
"Xiao Yin, don't scare me. Other than us, who else is here?" Liu Xianxian stood behind Ma Yin. "Even if someone was here before us, he might not still be here."
"That person didn't leave. I saw him with my own eyes!" Ma Yin could not imagine that when she and Liu Xianxian were searching the warehouse, there was another person standing inside.
"Leave now. I have a bad feeling about this." Ma Yin picked up the chair from the ground and tried to persuade Liu Xianxian to leave.
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