The face seems to be covered with a wet sponge, water flows in from the nose and mouth, the air in the lungs is getting thinner and thinner, and the feeling of suffocation is like a dark palm holding one's throat, suffocated and struggling ...
Jack suddenly woke up from his sleep, he reached out his hand to touch his face, touched a wet object, lifted it up and shook it in front of his eyes, really a black…glove?
Jack's face turned dark, he threw his gloves on the ground with a vague curse, and then touched his face with the sheets, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a person standing at the door.
The door was half-open and half-concealed. Looking out from his direction, he could just see a vague outline outlined at the door, and the mottled and dim moonlight fell down as if it was a bald head.
"Bill?"
Jack rubbed his eyes and pulled out the sticky yellow eye feces.
Looking again, it turned out to be a bright bald head. Jack opened his mouth and closed it in a ghostly manner without making a sound. He moved carefully and got out of the bed, tiptoing towards the door.
"The chief mate said that Bill was killed, then…"
He was a little confused, but instinctively realized that he seemed to have discovered a major secret, his heart He beats very fast, for some reason, he didn't say anything, as if he didn't think he should break the weird silence at this moment.
Perhaps out of a certain fear, but also out of a certain expectation that he is not sure of himself. Jack cannot accurately grasp his first reaction. However, another pair of prying eyes in the dark There is no unexpected expression at all.
Selfishness and greed are the roots of human inferiority. This is not only reflected in wealth and power, but also includes secrets and exploration, although people are always uncertain whether the hidden treasure or a…dead!
"Bill, it's you, I know I didn't make a mistake."
Jack approached from behind, with his palm on Bill's shoulder, his voice deliberately lowered: "Mate Saying that you and Chat were killed, I was sad for a while, and now I find that you were fine. It is very good."
Bill has his back to Jack, completely motionless, and on Jack's right side, Behind the half-covered door, a dark and strange palm came out quietly, grabbing his back from the darkness inch by inch.
"Hey, Bill, the first mate lied, right? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Jack thought that Bill was worried about being discovered. He grinned Issho and squeezed Bill's palm slightly. Shoulder: "But, can you tell me what the chief mate wants to do, maybe I can help?"
Bill still turned his back to him without saying a word.
Jack's face suddenly darkened, he called "Bill" in a low voice, with a hint of threat in his unnatural tone, he continued to use his palms, but suddenly felt that the touch from his fingertips was abnormal Weird, cold, stiff, and an indescribable sense of slippery. It's like there are slender things flowing under the surface of the skin. It's not blood vessels but more like another strange living thing.
Thinking about it this way, his brain was immediately opened like a gate. He realized that the temperature from the palm of his hand was cold and bitter. He suddenly trembled, and only felt that there was a cold electricity from the caudal vertebrae from the sole of the foot. Going up to the forehead, the densely packed cold sweat on the back is like a slippery poisonous snake sliding on the back, and then stopping at the second to third section of the thoracic spine, which happens to be the position of the heart.
"No, there is something on the back!"
Just as Jack was about to turn around, Bill's head began to twist strangely, first the head was twisting, then The neck, then the torso… as if those were not a whole, but individual joints working independently, but in the end they pieced together a seemingly identical result-Bill turned around.
Jack's tongue is stiff. He doesn't know whether he should turn around or stare at Bill head-on. Then, his face turned pale for a moment. He finally saw Bill's face, a pair of white dead fishes. eye.
have one's hair stand on end!
He was guilty, his tongue trembled, his throat quivered unconsciously, his whole body stiffened, and only his lips seemed to be able to manipulate. Jack suddenly realized that this was his last resistance. He needed to be like a Screamed like a bitch.
The next second, a cold voice cut off Jack's final fantasy, and he felt a tingling pain from his vest, as if something terrifying and slippery creature got inside the body.
Along with the tingling and tingling is the command to extinguish all vitality: "Block the mouth in front of you."
"What?"
Better than Jack's The thing that thought faster was Bill's movement. From standing still to attacking, there was no sign. Jack was horrified to see Bill's right hand popped out in shock, stabbing a sharp straight line diagonally in the air, absolutely straight.
"Um~"
In fact, he didn't even make this sound, and his mouth was blocked. It didn't look like a palm at all, it should be a wall. He smashed straight into his mouth and closed his mouth tightly. Even in order to ensure a tight fit without revealing the slightest breath, Jack could feel between his lips and the two leaky teeth, and Bill's fingers forcibly squeezed in. Against his upper jaw.
"Don't…"
He wailed in his heart, his eyes seemed to fall out of his eye sockets because of his force, the whole face was wrinkled and twisted, and his mouth was biting hard. There was smelly and cold blood flowing in his throat, and his tears and nose were running, but Bill didn't notice it, his fingers were completely motionless.
The tingling sensation at the vest has begun to disappear, something is moving in the body, the heart seems to be penetrated, entangled, and swallowed, the strength of the whole body quickly flows away and clean, Jack's eyelids seem to be poured in Lead water, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, he stared fiercely, so he reflected from Pilson's white pupils and his eyes began to fade.
"To become like Bill…"
He had a foreboding of his fate, he was unwilling, he resented, until now, he does not know who the person behind is , The voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, and there was not much time left for him.
"Secrets are called secrets because of ~~~"
The syllables are prolonged, a cheek is exposed from Jack's shoulder, and there is a joke on his face A triumphant smile: "Most people who want to peek are dead!"
"Yarlin! That's the voice—it's Yarlin!!!"
The last touch of Jack's eyeballs black disappeared, and then, a deeper and strange black line flashed away. Yarlin saw it, so he grinned Issho: "The first one, happy to do it."
"Then, the next one!"
Bill let go and Jack expressionless closed his lips, turned and stood side by side behind Yarlin.
Yarlin opened the door again and walked in. He walked to Jack's bed, squatted softly and picked up the glove on the floor, then flung it again.
"pa!"
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