Chapter 17 Little Prisoner (17)
Chapter 17 Little Prisoner (17)
At this moment, a horrifying scene appeared.
The prisoner who had been dead and lying on the ground actually stood up slowly in an extremely weird and twisted posture like a zombie.
The prisoner's body seemed to have lost the coordination that a normal human should have, with his limbs bending and stretching unnaturally, looking very scary.
When Song Jin saw this scene, his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.
He couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "??!"
Song Jin anxiously asked the system in her mind: [What the hell is going on? System? ?]
However, before he could recover from the sudden shock, a chill suddenly hit him from behind, making him shiver involuntarily.
Out of instinct, he quickly turned his head away. He didn't know what was going on until he saw it.
He saw a group of prisoners with pale faces and lifeless eyes standing quietly behind him.
They just stared at Song Jin motionlessly, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
In an instant, Song Jin felt as if his heart had stopped beating, and his whole body froze in place.
His beautiful eyes were now wide open with extreme fear. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and he even forgot to breathe.
At this moment, the system's urgent voice suddenly sounded: [Run! ]
This cry was like thunder, pulling Song Jin back from the abyss of fear.
He suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream, turned around and started running without saying a word.
However, when he ran to the door, he found that more and more prisoners had gathered there, blocking his way.
Helpless, Song Jin had to turn around and run back.
at the same time.
The raging fire in the prison inexplicably stopped for some reason.
The surroundings were covered with mottled marks left by the raging fire, and it was a mess.
The entire prison fell into deathly silence, without a single sound. It was pitch black inside the prison, so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
The only source of light was the cold, faint moonlight that filtered through the thick clouds, gently covering the ash-covered ground like a veil.
The young man continued running desperately in the darkness. He ran into the building, and his panting echoed in the empty corridor.
Sweat kept dripping from his forehead, soaking his hair and making him look extremely disheveled.
But even so, he didn't dare to relax at all, and continued to run forward in panic with small steps.
Just then, the boy was running when he suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.
Blonde hair! It's Oss!!
The boy was delighted and ran over quickly. When he reached the man, he stretched out his white little hand and patted the man's shoulder.
"Os..."
The boy's voice was soft and sticky, with a slight tremor due to excessive fear and excitement.
Hearing the boy's call, the man who was originally standing still suddenly stiffened.
Then, he turned around slowly at an extremely slow speed, as if each turn required a huge amount of effort.
When Song Jin saw the man clearly, she was completely terrified. His eyes were gone, leaving only two dark bloody holes that seemed to be able to swallow everything, emitting a strange aura of death...
"ah!"
Song Jin couldn't help but scream and backed away frantically, accidentally sitting on the cold ground. But even so, the boy continued to move backwards.
At this moment, the boy's delicate little face turned extremely pale with fear. He pursed his lips tightly, and his beautiful eyes were filled with tears, falling like pearls from a broken string.
But something even stranger happened. Countless eyeballs began to roll towards the young man from all directions.
They seemed to be alive, spinning around and flashing eerie and terrifying light.
At the same time, a group of ghostly-looking prisoners with pale faces suddenly appeared on both sides of the originally silent corridor.
These prisoners all had distorted faces, empty and dull eyes, and they walked towards the young man slowly with stiff steps.
Song Jin was so frightened at this moment that she wanted to curl up into a ball. She whimpered softly, looking so pitiful.
[Wuwuwu... System, save me...]
As they got closer, the boy could only sit on the ground and sob.
Just as the system was about to say something, everything stopped moving, whether it was the rolling eyeballs or the prisoners moving forward, they all froze in place without moving.
The entire corridor fell into deathly silence.
Then, the sound of steady and powerful footsteps broke the silence.
The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and each step seemed to carry an invisible pressure.
The prisoners seemed to sense the majesty of the newcomer and consciously made way and stood respectfully aside.
The young man naturally heard the noise. He plucked up his courage, carefully raised his head, and took a peek through the gap in the crowd.
A figure gradually appeared in his sight. The man was tall and straight, wearing a black uniform. His cold face exuded a chilling aura.
It was his so-called roommate.
The man's leather boots tapped on the ground, and each sound hit the boy's heart hard.
The corners of Song Jin's eyes were red from crying. She sniffed and then looked away timidly.
When the pair of leather boots stood in front of him, the boy closed his eyes tightly, buried his little head between his legs, and refused to lift it up.
As long as he can't see, he is not afraid!
The man looked down at the little wimp at his feet. He was white and soft, like a glutinous rice dumpling.
On the first day they met, he felt that this little guy was very weak, and he didn't know how he got in. He was really unpredictable.
The man thought for a moment, then slowly squatted down. Looking at the boy who was trying to hide himself, he opened his thin lips and said in a cold voice, "Raise your head."
The man's voice was cold and icy, with a hint of dominance that brooked no refusal.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Jin slowly raised her head and looked at the other person timidly with her wet eyes.
The boy's eyes and nose were red at the moment. He might have been crying because he was cold. His eyelashes were wet and stuck together. He kept shaking and seemed to be scared.
There was an annoying coat draped over his shoulders. The man's eyes darkened and he suddenly reached out and pulled the coat off the boy's shoulders.
The boy was startled and didn't dare to resist. He just tilted his head and looked at the other person obediently.
The scar on the man's cheek inexplicably disappeared. Wearing a black uniform, the man looked much more calm, but still a little fierce.
The man saw that the boy didn't say a word and just looked at him obediently, as if he was pleased by him.
The other party suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled the boy into his arms, lifted him up horizontally, and walked out of the building.