Chapter 668 - Dream (2/2)
Zhang Heng walked down the cobblestone path and came to a square. Although there were incandescent lamps nearby, they were not bright enough to illuminate the place. Standing underneath these dim lights was a depressing experience.
On the way, Zhang Heng saw a few dirty fishermen standing on the wave breaker. After that, he did not see anyone else until he came to the square where he saw an old man walking towards a factory.
Zhang Heng greeted him in English, but the other party did not respond.
He did not look back until Zhang Heng put his palm on his shoulder.
The old man had a deformed and awful face. His head was small and flat; his nose collapsed, and his eyes protruded from their sockets. With a neck covered with wrinkles, he was bald, and his skin covered in scabs.
The old man croaked, in a hoa.r.s.e, sharp, and guttural voice, “Are you… finally here?”
Zhang Heng wanted to ask him what it meant, but the next moment, the weird dream ended abruptly. It seemed as if it only lasted a second.
Then Zhang Heng heard a scream. When he looked up, he saw that Bai Qing’s house’s living room was lit up again. If he wasn’t wrong, Bai Qing was the one screaming right now. Zhang Heng looked at his watch and saw that it was 4:47 in the morning. He could not help but curse himself.
He now had full control over his body and mind, and although he was exhausted from fighting all night, he couldn’t lie down and fall asleep immediately, having not the intention to do so. Therefore, the dream that he had just now was definitely abnormal. He wasn’t sure, however, if the dream had something to do with his real-life or the alien in this game.
He did not have time to check his body, so he rushed out of the car, closed the door, sprinted across the green zone, climbed over the iron fence, and jumped into where Bai Qing lived.
His short nap had apparently disrupted his previous plan to a certain extent.
But since Bai Qing still had time to scream, Zhang Heng knew that she was at least safe for now. Her screams were loud, and many families living upstairs and downstairs had turned on their lights, especially the two families living on the first floor. They were so appalled by the noise that they had rushed out of their houses again. Thus, Zhang Heng took the opportunity to enter the building.
He ran up the steps to the sixth floor.
Initially, he planned to enter Bai Qing’s house through the window, but unexpectedly, the door was open.
After seeing the scene in the house, Zhang Heng could understand why Bai Qing screamed.
The living room looked like a slaughterhouse now.
Bright red blood spattered all over the walls and the floor. And Bai Qing’s mother, whom Zhang Heng saw downstairs earlier, was lying in a pool of blood. Her lower abdomen had been stabbed multiple times by a knife, and her whole stomach had been cut open. She had stopped breathing due to the extremely serious injury; the fear in her eyes, permanently frozen at the moment when she was slaughtered.
In the middle of the living room, her husband, who had lived with her for 20 years, was standing in front of her body, with bloodstains all over his body. And he was holding a fruit knife in his right hand.