Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"Where is Anker? Where did he go?"

Hoffa heard someone asking himself. He stopped meditating. It turned out that Aldo was awake, and he was lying on the side of the fire and looking around.

"Look for him as soon as you wake up." Hoffa sneered: "Is it more secure to be by his side than by us?"

Aldo: "He is such a person, there is no way."

"You sound like a wife who has been abused by your husband and will protect him afterwards." Hoffa sneered even more. He glanced at Chloe, thinking she would laugh. But she didn't. She just looked at the two people coldly, pointing to the extra cave on the ground, "No, your friend has gone in, if you want to find him, please feel free."

Aldo lay on the entrance of the cave and looked inside for a long time. "Is this what I imagined? Why don't I remember seeing this kind of thing..."

Staring at the tunnel of the black hole for a long time, Aldo did not intend to go in. He straightened up, took out some beans from his arms and roasted them. The food was made without knowing where he came from. It may be army food or it may be He changed it out of thin air.

Hoffa then remembered that he hadn't eaten or drank water for several days. But the strange thing is that he didn't feel hungry at all, nor thirsty.

After roasting the beans, the air was filled with a faint fragrance. Aldor turned around holding the beans and came to Chloe's side.

Seeing him coming, Chloe hugged his knees.

Aldo did not do anything, but lowered his head in front of her: "When I was in that room, I really didn't expect you to help me."

His tone was sincere and apologetic.

Chloe shook his head, did not speak or look at him.

Aldo sighed and knelt down on one knee, and offered the beans in his hand, "I'm sorry for the previous thing, Miss Le May."

Did this guy actually find out his conscience! ? Hoffa was surprised secretly, no matter how he looked at Aldo, it didn't look like he was lying.

Snapped!

The roasted beans were suddenly scattered by Chloe, some of them rolled to Hoffa's feet grunting, and he secretly picked up one and threw it into his mouth. There is no smell at all, as if the sense of taste is lost.

"Helping you is only what the gods require of my life." Chloe said in disgust, "but from a personal point of view, I will never forgive your actions and the evil you committed to the Terla Monastery."

Her voice was as cold as a cold wind, and Aldo touched her nose and sat back to the fire in a dingy manner.

Hoffa, who chewed the beans, raised his eyebrows. Even when Chloe was most angry, he had never used this cold tone of disgust. This made him curious. Before the nun knew him, there seemed to be something unbearable in the past.

The cave shook slightly.

He thought it was Aldo who was awake, the previous monster came back, and quickly put his ear to the rock wall behind him. The fact is not the case. The vibration is small and almost undetectable, and it is completely different from the previous monster onslaught.

"Do you think the hole seems to be a little smaller," Chloe said suddenly.

After being reminded by the nun, Hoffa realized the problem. The area of ​​the cave where he hid was shrunk by one-fifth unknowingly, and he couldn't see it without looking carefully.

"It's really getting smaller." Aldo also said.

The ground shook again insignificantly.

Hoffa carefully looked at the ground pattern illuminated by the fire. The pattern was shrinking and wriggling under a certain force. The hole is getting smaller, it is like the stomach wall of a certain creature, squeezing towards the middle a little bit.

At the beginning, the signs were still very weak, but after a while, the changes became more and more intense. The decaying and old train car in the middle of the cave squeaked and squeaked. It was just because of the shrinkage of the cave. Crazy squeezing, like a helpless tin can.

The three people in the cave are even more unbearable.

Aldo said in a panic: "This is not what I imagined, I swear, I have never seen such a thing in my life!"

"Don't make a noise!"

Hoffa stopped him.

His heart beats violently, and his eyes are firmly locked on the dark hole in the ground.

The hole did not shrink.

Sure enough, he thought bitterly, if something is controlling this nightmare, then it must want to let itself enter this narrow tunnel leading to the unknown.

The locomotive was squeezed only one-third of its normal size. The situation did not allow the three of them to hesitate too much. They hurriedly packed out a few torches and got into the tunnel.

As soon as I entered, there was a loud squeeze outside, and countless rusty screws and parts were scattered all around.

It is conceivable that if they come in a little later, they will be squeezed into meat sauce at this moment.

"Please stop imagining, don't you think our situation is not bad enough?" The nun sternly blamed Aldo.

Aldo quickly apologized, "Sorry, Miss LeMay, I tried not to think about it."

"Wait, are you afraid of the dark?" Hoffa asked.

"what?"

"I ask if you are afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid," Aldo thought about it carefully, "I'm not afraid. I think the darkness and small places can give me a sense of security."

"It's not his nightmare." Hoffa said to Chloe: "It's useless to blame him. The owner of the nightmare has changed."

"Replaced?"

"Yes, the content has completely changed. From terrible bugs to pure darkness, I think, among the four of us, one of us must be claustrophobic or inherently afraid of the dark."

Chloe: "......"

"Anker." Aldo murmured: "This is Anker's nightmare, no wonder he became weird after entering the cave."

"Do you know him well?" Hoffa asked Aldo.

"I'd rather not understand at all." Aldo smiled bitterly. "He is used to calling people and looks invincible all day long, but he is indeed better than me when he has magic. Who knows he is afraid of the dark."

After experiencing a crushing nightmare, Aldo's attitude towards him has changed. Although he is not as respectful to Chloe, he can speak.

Hoffa: "Then do you know the monsters that might appear in this dark?"

Aldo: "I don't think there will be monsters. Anker never reads stories."

Hoffa: "..."

While speaking, the space above has been completely sealed. They had no second choice except to go down.

Hoffa held the torch and walked in the forefront. The fire could not dispel the darkness, but could only illuminate the small area under his feet. He could hear some kind of secret breathing, but he was sure that the breathing was not his own, nor was it Aldo and Chloe, but from the wall, like a living thing.

Aldo was close to Chloe in the dark, seemingly trying to protect her. But Chloe didn't appreciate it, and when Aldo walked beside her holding the torch, she didn't look good at all.

She quickened her pace and walked to Hoffa's side, only to feel a little sense of security, but the corridor was only one and a half people wide.

Hoffa: "Don't squeeze me."

Chloe slowed down unhappily.

After 30 minutes of walking, there is no sign of the tunnel to the end, and the dark environment has not changed at all, as if they have been stepping on the spot.

Hoffa, who was at the forefront, stopped.

"Are any of you scared?" he asked.

"Who, I'm not afraid." Chloe said immediately.

"How about you?" he asked Aldo.

Aldo scratched his head. "I think it's okay."

"Then it doesn't make sense. This is not a real physical tunnel. Everything we experience is illusory, so there can be no bottomless pit."

"But we have been walking all the time."

Chloe said.

"It just feels like it's always going," Hoffa said: "In fact, we haven't made any progress. Something blinds our senses and uses emotions. In the last dream, the more intense Aldo's mood, the more terrifying the dream. Just like Bogut's kind of creature, it will look for our weaknesses and constantly change its appearance. If the mind is calm and static, the environment here will definitely change. Therefore, some of us must be afraid. "

The two stopped talking, and Hoffa turned around.

He held the torch and looked closer at their faces. Aldo looked at him a little dazedly, his broad face covered with daunting.

He raised the torch to Chloe again and stared at her face.

This time I watched longer than Al's. At first, Chloe bravely raised her head and looked at his eyes, but when she looked at it, her face turned red and her back slowly Bowed down, like a discouraged ball.

"You are afraid."

He said confidently.

"How do you just ask others, why don't you say that you are afraid." Chloe yelled unwillingly.

"Because I know the unknown is nothing to fear, it's all my own imagination."

"It sounds good, do you know what's ahead?" Chloe became excited. "If we go down, we will get farther and farther away from the ground. In case we can never go back. Centipede..."

Hoffa: "Humans need emotional tension and catharsis to confirm their own sense of existence, and the oldest and strongest emotion is undoubtedly fear, fear of fear, and is also deeply attracted by it.

Undeniably, when you fear this darkness, you are also full of expectation in your heart that something that will startle you will appear in front of you. If not, you will even faintly feel lost and disappointed..."

Chloe covered her ears: "Stop, stop, stop!"

Hoffa: "So, the way to stop fear is to stop expecting. Don't expect this world to give you more surprises, accept the boring setting of this world, and you won't feel fear."

Chloe couldn't bear it anymore, she slammed Hoffa against the wall: "Don't be arrogant, Hoffa Bach, can you?"

As soon as her voice fell, the walls of the tunnel began to shrink. The stone walls on both sides quickly squeezed towards the middle.

Chloe grabbed Hoffa's collar and yelled at him: "Look! Your words are working, it's not as good as before! It was just black just now, but now it's terrible!"

Hoffa's face is not good-looking. He didn't expect the change to come so quickly. If he really died in a nightmare, would he wake up or really die?

He doesn't know, let alone dare to gamble.

Aldo pulled Chloe from Hoffa. "Stop arguing, Miss LeMay, it's important to find an exit."

Chloe shook Aldo off, and ran forward desperately, Hoffa chasing after them. The passage became narrower and narrower, from two people wide to one person wide, from one person wide to half a person wide.

The three of them were originally facing forward, but afterwards they could only walk sideways. Soon they were squeezed and stuck to the inner wall of the passage, hard to move. The cold inner wall was constantly squirming, which brought great depression and horror to people. Suffocation.

Hoffa was squeezed on the wall like a meatloaf, his consciousness blurred, and he suddenly thought, if the magic was still there, maybe he could become a bug, but it's a pity...

Just when the channel narrowed to the limit, it suddenly opened again and changed back to its original state again. The three people who were almost suffocated all lay on the ground, gasping and coughing quickly.

Life should not be broken, Hoffa thought, and he stumbled forward. A bright light appeared in the front, and the bright light constantly changed its appearance, sometimes large and small, sometimes closed, and sometimes appeared.

He ran to the bright spot, and he looked up.

As a result, I saw a row of square teeth, each of which was the size of its own head, and when I looked down, I saw a squirming red carpet under my feet.

tooth!

tongue!

mouth! ?

He was stunned.

Could it be that he was in the belly of some creature just now! ?

Before he could think about it, seeing that his mouth was about to be closed again, the three of them crawled out and squeezed out between the creature's teeth and fell to the ground.

On the countless huge stone pillars is a burning brazier, and the whole world is dazzling brightly. Finally standing on the solid ground, before the three of them sighed with emotion, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The skylight is shining under the fire.

There was a giant one hundred meters high in front of him. He was bloodstained and had a broken arm. There were broken wounds all over his body. But some of the original appearance can be vaguely seen.

It's Anker.

The ratio between them has been surprisingly reversed, and it has also emerged from Anker's mouth. It turned out that the constricted and squirming ground was his intestines and throat.

At this moment Anker was holding a severed arm without a hand, gnawing at it, and saw the three ants on the ground. He threw away the severed arm, bent over, and looked at them with interest.