Most of the time, the watchman was on duty at night. At night, strange noises could be heard coming from the house.
In the middle of the night, a human figure could be seen standing behind the second-floor window with the curtains drawn. It would stand there until dawn.
But that night was different.
[The night sky was especially dark. Since nightfall, the distant howls of wolves in the wind had not stopped.
As usual, I stood guard not far from the house. From time to time, I would glance at Mr. Child's figure behind the second-floor window. But the door was pushed open. It was Mr. Child. The figure on the second-floor was still there. Half a month ago, the inspectors had cleared the mansion. There could be no one else but Mr. Child.
In a panic, I shouted at him to go back. But Mr. Child said to me, "Friend, you don't have to guard me. I'm not a patient."
Mr. Child did not look like a lunatic. Although his face had become a little strange, he still maintained his demeanor and did not make me think he was ugly. So, I remained polite to him and asked what the figure was.
He did not answer me directly, but told me many strange things. Most of them were about his experiences in the dream world.
We watchmen were ordered not to talk to patients. But Mr. Child had a charm that made a country bumpkin like me listen. Unknowingly, I had listened to a lot of things. Mr. Child said, "As long as you've been there once, you won't doubt my words."
Although I was curious and admired him, I did not forget my duty. I continued to persuade him to go back. I said, "Mr. Child, I'm happy to see that you're in good condition. Dr. Carlop will be here in a few days."
I remember this conversation very clearly because what happened next changed the entire Warsong Town.
"Dr. Carlop has his limitations." Mr. Child only smiled and said, "But I can go to places they can't imagine."]
Reading this page of the diary, Gu Jun's head sank. He seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere before. It was from Chen Defa …
In the cave, before Chen Defa committed suicide, he said, "The things you call ghouls can go to places you can't even imagine."
Gu Jun frowned. "Child" was his translation, and so was Jared. It probably had nothing to do with Chen Defa.
However, the concept of "I can go to places that others can't even imagine" seemed to belong to the ghouls. Perhaps there was another reason for this.
["What place?" I couldn't help but ask. My question drew me into a strange whirlpool.
"A more realistic place." Mr. Child said, "It's clearly there, but you can't find it, and you can't get in."
Gu Jun thought of the deserted island as he looked at it. He searched according to the coordinates, but he couldn't find it.
Was that deserted island one of those places?
He looked at the sky that was dyed red by the setting sun, sighed softly, and continued to read the diary.
At the time, Mr. Child did not explain much but invited the watcher to visit the house. However, the watcher refused, and Mr. Child left.
Soon, the sound of howling came closer and louder. The whole town suddenly fell into panic. It was not a pack of wolves that came but a winged monster that looked like a giant bat. They snatched away all life on the street, and most of the watchers that night had disappeared.
In the face of this sudden darkness, the watcher still managed to sneak into Mr. Child's house.
It was also from this beginning that Gu Jun felt the watcher was losing his mind.
"His mind has been affected." Gu Jun thought. The diary was written later. Even if the memory was still messed up, one could imagine the state the watcher was in at the time. Panic, surprise, confusion …
While the town was engulfed by the horror, Mr. Child invited the watcher to drink some flower tea and visit his collection room.
"Mr. Child's collection room is on the second floor. I'm not a well-educated person, so I can't describe the strange smell, but it's not just the stench of corpses.
I followed him into the room in a daze. I saw things that still make me shiver when I think about them.
The room was filled with all kinds of human corpses. They were all intact corpses. There were beautiful young girls, young children, and old people. All of them had been well taken care of and preserved. They wore exquisite clothes and wore smiles. However, I noticed that their smiles had been sewn together to make them look like smiles.
They looked at me like they were alive, and I could hear them whispering to me …
I didn't know where Mr. Child found these corpses, and I didn't dare to ask. I was afraid that I would be the next one.
"I like these corpses," Mr. Child said as he sipped his tea. "They allow me to come into contact with a greater existence."
I realized that the elegant man before me might have believed in some kind of heresy. He might even be the cause of the town's disaster.]
Gu Jun calmed himself down. Mr. Child was obviously not an ordinary ghoul. Perhaps he was on the same level as Old Dog Uncle?
Then, the watcher visited many places in the house in fear, but he didn't see the figure. He couldn't understand why the corpses hadn't been found before. After the long night, the watcher ran out to ask for help. The contents of the diary became more disorganized …
A large number of watchers and residents went missing. The sheriff, Mr. Child, was also missing. The patients rushed out of the house uncontrollably.
However, at that time, Dr. Carlop finally arrived at the remote town. However, the method he adopted was still to capture and bury all the patients. This made the watchman furious and disappointed, and his mental disorder worsened.
"Is this the power of Dr. Carlop? Could it be that Mr. Child was right, that we are too simple-minded? "
That night, the watcher had the nightmare of the ghoul's Nightmare Illness.
As the watcher, he knew what kind of punishment he would receive. The next morning, he escaped into the forest outside the town. However, in the dark forest, he grew hungrier and more painful. Death seemed to be a relief.
"Mr. Child said that there is actually a door here.
I will try to use the method that Mr. Child taught me to open the door and enter that place. "
Gu Jun's heart tensed. The watcher did not write about this. Did Mr. Child teach him the method?
Whether the island was a dream, an illusion, a hidden realm or a twisted dimension, how could he enter it?
He flipped through the diary. The last page seemed to record the detailed method of entry …
"I'm ready to give it a try. I only hope that this is a good dream."
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