C28 (2/2)

Moreover, just as I was about to get up in confusion, I felt a chill wrap around my neck. I shivered, suppressed my fear, and looked down. It was actually a white hand that didn't have a single trace of blood on it.

My body spasmed and shook. This hand didn't look like a human hand, not even a little bit of blood. There was a black, charred substance seeping out of my skin, like a dead pig that had been soaking in water for ten days and a half. There was also a stench that made it hard to open one's eyes.

I tried to turn my head slowly against my stomach, but before I could do anything, a face appeared in front of me, obscured by the light from the monitor, but it broke all my limits and I couldn't help but vomit.

His face was the same color as the hand. A few messy strands of hair hung down from his head, and his stinky, fist-sized mouth issued waves of chuckling sounds, as if someone was laughing in the water.

The person didn't make a sound as he stared at me with his red eyes that didn't have the slightest bit of luster to them.

I felt an ache at my waist and almost peed my pants. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make a sound. I wanted to run, but my legs were trembling and I couldn't muster any strength.

I thought, I'm probably done for this time.

At this moment, the face in front of me moved. His eyes turned as if he was looking at my neck, and he let out an extremely unpleasant sound of laughter. At the same time, a purple and black fat tongue/head extended over, releasing a stench that directly rushed to my head.

Although I was both afraid and disgusted, I was very clear in my heart that this fellow in front of me was definitely not a human, because no one would still be alive after reaching such a state.

However, what I'm curious about is where did this fellow come from and why is he pestering me?

Unfortunately, these were all things that I could only think about in my mind. I simply couldn't open my mouth. The hand that was pinching my neck didn't have much strength, but it made me unable to muster the courage to resist at all.

”Hand it over.” A voice that sounded like a broken drum could be heard. It seemed hoarse and vague, causing one's heart to tremble.

As I listened to the crunch of my teeth, I mustered up the courage to look at him again. ”What is it?”

As soon as I said those words, I no longer had the courage to take another look. I could only forcefully cast my gaze to the side.

”Hand it over!” This guy didn't seem to hear me and continued to shout.

At the same time, I felt the hand that was pinching my neck increase in strength. A strong cracking sensation came over me and I felt my vision darken.

Under the support of my desire to live, I finally had the courage to resist. Gritting my teeth, I grabbed onto his ice-like hand and fiercely twisted it. With a light ”ka” sound, my neck suddenly felt light.

Fortunately, the computer was not switched on, and with the help of the light from the monitor, I was still able to clearly see the situation in the room. Taking advantage of the fact that he was chasing me, I took two steps back while a million thoughts ran through my mind.

I turned my head to the side and saw the door beside me. I was about to rush out when this fellow suddenly approached me and once again grabbed my throat.

”Hand it over.” His voice was somewhat louder, as if it carried a trace of anger.

I retreated a few steps back and leaned against the wall.

At this moment, a ”zi” sound rang out and the room was immediately lit up. After a moment of absent-mindedness, I snapped out of my daze. When I looked carefully, that fellow had long disappeared.

Strangely, I found myself lying on the bed, my hands clasped around my neck, my whole body drenched in sweat.

Could it be that the extremely real scene just now was just a dream?