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Chapter 208 Help me find, let you go

Shelson ran away all the way, and the sound of dazzled footsteps seemed particularly harsh in the quiet city. He could feel the gaze from the darkness without turning his head to look.

The eyes came from the survivors, and perhaps there were people he had helped. But now they were full of malice, without any worry, waiting to see the fate of this person who violated the taboo, as if the death of others could bring them farther away from the final outcome.

It's like a mouse in the sewer!

When she first came up with this idea, Shelson was shocked. Their explorers were never affected by the external environment, so how could they suddenly become so dark?

But soon his doubts and surprise faded away, and an inexplicable sense of fear eroded his heart bit by bit. The young explorer only felt his body weak and gradually lost his control.

The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, and Shelson rushed forward and narrowly avoided an attack. He even felt the teddy bear's furry claws brushing the back of his neck.

Because of this pounce, he slid on the ground for a while, and his elbow also rubbed off a layer of skin, but the pain instead made his consciousness a little clear, and he immediately got up and continued to flee forward.

At this moment, the colorful lights on both sides of the street flashed and suddenly went out.

In the darkness, Shelson heard the sound of footsteps and licking. He didn't care about what was happening behind him, but just followed the route of memory in his mind and ran towards the city gate in the dark.

It was close, and there was no other noise around him, indicating that those toy hunters who played hide-and-seek would be here in the future. Shelson gritted his teeth and reached out to explore the city gate that was close to him.

However, he touched a wall, and a thick and sticky touch came from the smooth and cold stone brick surface, which was very disgusting.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha," Shelson's ears suddenly sounded sharp laughter, "It's fake, it's fake, your stupidity kills others, and you will kill yourself."

Just after the laughter disappeared, the lights lit up again, and Shelson saw the scene in front of him clearly.

It was clearly a city gate, tall, giving life hope. However, his hand passed through the wood and touched a stone wall.

Is it an illusion? Shelson retreated in a daze, and his hands were covered with blood and white oil, which gradually emerged from the phantom of the wooden door.

Shelson lowered his head, his feet were full of corpses, and he also recognized the faces of these people as survivors whom he had guided. These people lay on the ground, presenting an image of trying to stay away from the door, and seemed to want to crawl farther even at the last moment before death.

There were blood marks dragging on the ground, and some of the limbs of some people had been dragged into the wall by unknown forces, and the farthest seemed to have been dragged back from one meter away.

How could this happen? Shelson's face showed a sad look, and he slowly retreated, intending to stay away from this terrifying place.

A corpse suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his ankle.

"Ah!" Shelson finally screamed. He could hardly hear the sound he made, but was exactly the same as the laugh he had heard before.

He turned around, looking at the teddy bear gradually surrounding him with a expression. He retreated little by little, and his back was against the cold stone wall. The chill reached his heart through his not-thick jacket.

Instead of being turned into a funny monkey doll, it is better to be "eated" by this wall.

While he had this idea, the teddy bears stopped approaching, and a noisy sound of rubbing against the porcelain plate sounded behind him, accompanied by the sound of sucking sounds in his ears. Shelson could feel something approaching.

At this moment, the colored lights went out again.

This is something that has never happened before, because every light is short, but the time for lights to be turned on is very long, and it is impossible to turn it off again so quickly.

"I turned off the lights. If you are willing to grab my hand, I can save you."

A tender voice sounded exactly the same as the one-eyed little girl I met in the amusement park before.

Shelson, who had no other way to escape, had to agree, and then a cold little hand grabbed Shelson's right hand. The man was extremely strong and dragged him out.

Shelson felt the skin of this little hand, as rough as the bark. It was indeed her, and for some reason, it seemed to be smaller than when I was visually tested.

The two of them ran in the darkness for no reason. Shelson heard melodious music coming from his ears, which looked like a music box from the sound quality.

Then the little girl stopped, and Shelson followed her, then she let go of her hand and walked silently to somewhere.

Shelson couldn't see anything. Just as he was about to ask, a huge force suddenly came from behind, and he was pushed down somewhere unexpectedly.

Of course, he did not fall to death because he fell into a huge pool of ocean balls. This kind of entertainment facility is also very common in the Eighth World, and some people even replaced it with solid metal balls to practice physical skills.

Is this child going to play with him by himself? Shelson was wondering, but the balls that almost buried him were not as texture as plastic, but felt warm.

"Look for me, I can't find it," the little girl's voice came from above, "I found it, let you go, go from the east."

At this moment, the colored lights lit up again, and Shelson realized that he was not in a bobo pool at all. All the eyeballs filled with this huge hole were as large as bobo balls. They were as fresh as if they had just slipped out of their eye sockets, but they didn't feel sticky when they touched, so he didn't notice them at the first time.

But no matter what, he didn't need to look for it to know that there was no eyeball here that could be placed in the little girl's small eye socket.

Did she want him to be trapped here forever?

"Look for me," the little girl was still repeating, "I can't find it, I can't find it, I can only change it, it's changed and it's broken."

After Shelson bent down and escaped from danger, the inexplicable chaos in his mind subsided a lot, and now he could barely think. Now he didn't know how to leave under the little girl's nose, so he could only look at her first and delay time for the time being.

It was not that he had no choice but to delay, but he found that his previous feeling was not wrong. The little girl's body was dryer than before, and even her straight back was hunched over. This shows that her life span was also passing, and there was not much time left.

Finally, one second before the next light went out, the little girl turned into ashes.


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