Inside the gloomy attic, the flickering light illuminated the floor-length mirror before him. Inside the mirror was a shocked, twisted face.
"You've got to be kidding me …" Gu Jun staggered over, and his heart squeezed. The strange man in the mirror was getting closer. The man was wearing a linen outfit, and the distorted face of the foreign civilization reminded him of himself.
'How can a person see their own face?
Without the mirror, without the reflection, does that mean they will never be able to see their own face for the rest of their lives?
But was the image of himself in the mirror necessarily the real one?
Gu Jun reached out to touch his own face, and so did the strange man in the mirror. Gu Jun could feel the bones of the face growing, and the contours of the face were changing. The texture of the skin was changing as well, like it had turned into some kind of fungal plaque.
There was a whisper in his heart, 'Child is you, everything else is just your imagination …
From the beginning, it is just a story that you have created for yourself inside this old house. '
"That's not it!" Gu Jun swung the scalpel, and it landed on the mirror. With a crisp crack, the mirror shattered into pieces.
He looked down, only to see that the reflection of each fragment was still the same ugly face.
"No, no …" Gu Jun shook his head. "This house is affecting my mind. Is this a nightmare that has invaded my mind? Extracting sweet dreams, is this the same as extracting sweet dreams? Could this house be the source of the Nightmare Illness? Extracting sweet dreams and replacing them with nightmares … "
He looked around him. The strange pictures on the wall were still surrounding him. Unbelievable, none of them could be trusted.
He went to grab the Carlop scalpel from the table. This thing could not be faked, could it? But … this was not something that a normal foreign civilization could buy.
"No, that's not right." Gu Jun tried his best to focus, but the feeling of dizziness only intensified. Even the air felt like it was restraining him.
The mental state was not only related to one's will, but also one's physiology. In the Dream World, there were too many factors that he was not clear about … He could only be sure that he was being eroded, and his mind was moving towards insanity. If this continued, he could not guarantee that he would not fall into this vortex and continue to sink …
While thinking, Gu Jun stumbled back to the second floor. He did not see Wu Shiyu, not even a fake one.
If she was going through the same whirlpool … He was worried about her because she didn't know as much as he did.
The torrential rain was still pouring outside. Gu Jun looked out the window and saw that the young watchman was still at his post in the distance.
Was the young watcher also swept into this whirlpool, sinking into this never-ending nightmare? To guard, guard, guard … to become a part of this haunted house? But why, that diary could be changed …
Gu Jun's head hurt. Some inspiration flashed through his mind, but it immediately turned into a new confusion. Delirium, you are delirium.
"No, there must be a way to break this nightmare …"
"I'm a Child? I'm a zombie? "
"I can't see my own face, but I can see other parts of my body."
"To turn into a zombie, my body will change from a human's."
"I need to wake up from this nightmare …"
Gu Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at his hands, and an idea came to him.
'I'm a doctor, I can dissect myself.'
To make the door more powerful, Wu Shiyu had carried the team medic kit, and now it had disappeared. However, he still had a small bag around his waist. He took out a tourniquet from it and tied it around the proximal joint of his left pinkie to stop the blood circulation.
He felt the pinkie bulge, and the skin turned purple. It was fine, but there was no anesthetic.
Thunder rumbled outside the house, and the rain became heavier. The howling of the wind sounded like the wailing of ghosts, like they were scolding something.
Gu Jun sat down on the floor with the kerosene lamp beside him. Under the light, he reached out his left hand and held the Carlop scalpel with his right hand.
The dancing flame could not hide the cold gleam of the blade.
"I'm a zombie? Then give me some proof. " His eyes sharpened, and he used the scalpel to make a cut on the distal joint of his left pinkie. "Ah!"
The skin was cut open, and the blade went straight into the gap between the finger pith. The blood that had stagnated there instantly gushed out. The rich blood vessels and nerve endings in the gap between the finger pith caused a huge wave of pain due to the cut. The pain spread throughout his body, gnawing at his heart, and he could not stop himself from screaming in pain!
The pain came from the heart, and it was because of the gap between the finger pith. Even if it was just an accident, the pain could make people break out in a cold sweat.
Gu Jun did not suppress this physical pain. His slightly shaking right hand swung the scalpel again. "Ah …"
He did not make a flap, but he roughly cut it off. Because if he wanted to see the phalanges, with the current environment, it was wiser to be prepared to cut off the end of the finger.
His little finger was short by one segment, so be it …
It was not that he did not think of cutting off the end of the finger first before dissecting it, but if he did, it would leave his body and his spirit. It was difficult to guarantee that it would not be the same thing. This room could change, deceive, and deceive, but as long as the finger was still connected to him, he could feel it.
"Ah!" Gu Jun once again cut off the finger pith. The intense pain made him break out in a cold sweat. "I'm Gu Jun …"
Even with the Level 3 Hands of Dexterity, his right hand was trembling.
This was the first time he held a scalpel or scalpel like this, and the patient he was responsible for was himself.
"F * ck …" He cursed, panting heavily. He steadied his hand and cut off the other fiber septum and the aponeurosis dorsalis.
A bloody piece of flesh was cut off and fell to the dirty floor.
At the same time, the contents of the caretaker's diary in his mind changed again.
"Not long after that, I heard Mr. Child let out a heart-wrenching wail, as if he was suffering the most inhumane pain. I've long heard that the process of transforming into a zombie is extremely painful, but after hearing it for real, I finally understood how horrifying it was. "
"Is that so …" Gu Jun was drenched in sweat like he had just been drenched in a rainstorm. The innermost phalanges of his pinkie were already exposed.
But the surface was blurred by blood and residual fat, and he could not see it clearly.
He first used gauze to wipe off the blood on the wound, and then used the scalpel to clean the phalanges.
Every cut was extremely painful. His heart was twisted by the pain, and his face must have been twisted. His screams became more and more frenzied.
The storm outside was even stronger, and the whole house seemed to be shaking. The weak light of the kerosene lamp flickered until it was about to be extinguished.
The surface of the bones all over the body of a zombie had that kind of erosion pattern. This was the structural change brought about by the transformation.
This was also the difference that Gu Jun could grasp. It was the needle that pierced through this nightmare.
Using the flickering light, Gu Jun moved his shaking left hand closer to the kerosene lamp. He shone the light on his missing pinkie and the bone inside it.
His widened eyes saw that there was no erosion pattern on the surface of the bone. It was a normal human phalanges.
"I am not Child, not a zombie!"
Gu Jun grumbled. His voice was not loud, but something in his mind was quickly awakened. It was as if a ball of darkness had been crushed. The shadow that had surged to his heart earlier disappeared. This was a nightmare.
He understood now. This house trapped many people's souls, including their sweet dreams and nightmares.
This was the caretaker's nightmare, and perhaps there was a part of Child in it as well.
The caretaker's diary should be a product of this nightmare and not the actual diary in the foreign world, but it existed in his consciousness, and he connected to it when he arrived at this place.
The mysterious power of the system was still a variable. The fact that the abyssal mission gave this kind of reward proved that the caretaker's nightmare was very important.
The R'yleh Cult and Old Dog Uncle's foundation for creating the Nightmare Illness at Eastern State was probably this nightmare related to the Nightmare Illness in the foreign world.
Since the change in the dream would cause the change in the caretaker's mental state, then it would cause the change in the diary.
Would the change in the diary change the caretaker's mental state, and from there, the dream would be changed?
Gu Jun's face darkened. This was a variable. He opened the diary in his mind, focused his mind, and tried to write at the end of the new entry.
"Just as I thought this night was going to end in such a horrible way, Doctor Carlop arrived! They rushed ahead of their schedule to our small town that was ravaged by the plague. What surprised the whole town the most was a member of the doctor's team.
The legendary Son of Steel had also arrived! "
Suddenly, the surroundings of the house seemed to shake, and the world around them started to change. Translator's Thoughts Lonelytree Translations Editor: Millman97
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