48 Hours a Day

"Only with an old seal? Or those Inuit kids, do you think you can stop what is doomed to happen?" The man on crutches laughed.

"You have to do something, otherwise it must be us who let it come out first." The doctor said, "If you don't want to become those crazy believers who are crazy and irrational, you should stand on my side."

"What are you going to do?" The man on crutches raised his eyebrows.

"I... haven't fully figured it out yet, but since it cares about the old seal so much, it has been sending people to look for this thing, and those followers are also afraid of this thing, I think maybe the old seal is the key to dealing with it."

"So you are just guessing at all? I really shouldn't have any expectations of you." The man on crutches loaded the shotgun as he said, and the doctor's hairs all upside down.

He knew that the guy opposite was not joking, and hurriedly said, "You can't kill me. After you kill me, no one will see you again."

"I don't care," the man on crutches said lightly, "you're right, all of us can't escape death when that guy comes out, so there's nothing going on, doctor, after so many years, I'm tired of struggling, maybe It’s time to embrace all of this completely, but you should thank me, at least I let you avoid falling into the ultimate madness, at this point, you are luckier than me.”

After speaking, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The stunned expression on the doctor’s face was completely concentrated there. He didn’t seem to expect that the plot would develop in this way. When he made up his mind to take out the old prints, he felt like the savior in novels and movies, because most people Did not realize what happened.

Only he foresaw the coming of the end in advance and was able to do something, but now his brow was shot through a big hole with a shotgun, his heartbeat stopped at this moment forever, so his legendary story hasn’t even begun. ending.

As Doctor Baker's body fell backward, the old seal that he had been holding on to his hand also rolled out, and the man on crutches stepped on the bloody old seal with his lame foot.

Then he bent over and picked up the old seal. He could see that his expression was a bit complicated. He seemed to be struggling in his heart. Several times he tried to put the old seal in his pocket, but he closed his eyes in the end. , Threw it in the trash can aside, and when he finished all this, the whole person seemed very relieved, even the wrinkles on his face had faded.

At this moment, the landline at the information desk rang.

The phone ringing echoed in the empty museum. The man on crutches lifted his foot past the body of the old friend, and walked to the phone, "Hey...well, I'm done here, you can take those two little ghosts It's attracted, the old guys are not here, just take the opportunity to solve this problem, your manpower is also in place, do it early, and then help me arrange my initiation ceremony, anyway, you don’t need it later If you hide, there is no need for me to help you cover, and I can completely blend in with you and greet the day when the stars return to my lord."

The person on crutches finished speaking, put down the phone, and then took a deep breath. As he told Dr. Baker before, he has always resisted completely losing his mind and becoming a mad believer like a walking dead. People are often unkempt and unkempt, with a sick smile on their mouths, and perpetually sinking into those illusions and dreams. They will regularly hold weird rituals, and they are often accompanied by bloody and mysterious sacrifices.

The person on crutches is also a human being who has lived in a civilized society for so long. It is difficult to accept this kind of thing from the bottom of my heart, but since participating in that scientific investigation, his spirit has begun to have various problems. Over the years, he had to do everything he could to avoid falling into the abyss of madness.

In addition to seeking medical treatment regularly, he also tried Indian yoga, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and even practiced the mysterious Eastern Taoist qigong, but all had little effect, and compared to doctors, he had to direct those mad believers, Provide cover for them, so it is difficult to avoid contact with those people. Even when those guys were in the party ceremony in the early stage, he stayed in his office on the second floor, but over time he was still stuck in it. The deeper.

In fact, long before the earthquake, people on crutches felt that their spirits were about to be unbearable, and nightmares were getting more and more at night. It is better to say that this incident is the last straw that crushes the camel. Said it was an opportunity for relief.

Especially since this period of time, through in-depth contact with those fanatics, his ideas have gradually changed.

Indeed, in the eyes of outsiders, this is a group of mentally abnormal people who are full of gibberish and disgusting, but their hearts are full of joy and peace, as if they are some kind of refuge, and these two things are exactly People on crutches have always dreamed of.

He was tired of resisting and struggling. For so many years of life like an ascetic monk, all he had gained was endless despair. In that case, he might as well accept and enjoy this madness.

The man on crutches finally glanced at the body of Dr. Baker on the ground, and returned to his office on the second floor without looking back, opened the wine cabinet, and picked the most expensive bottle of whiskey from it.

And just as he drank the see-off wine for his old friend, a group of pale-faced, crazy people followed an Inuit boy into the museum and silently cleaned up the corpses on the ground, but after all, they didn’t have time. The method was too clean, and there were still some faint blood stains.

The Inuit teenager seemed a little dissatisfied, and he said, "Can't you let the guy upstairs kill again later? Although Ole is not very good at his brain, he is not blind, let alone he is still around. Laxia, they will definitely notice the blood on the floor."

However, the fanatics who came with him didn't seem to be moved by what he said.

"Forget it, don't act anymore. They will do it as soon as they come in. Anyway, there are many of you, and they will be swarmed by the time. There are only two of them, and they are not your opponents. Remember to be careful of that man. He has great strength. And that woman can communicate with animals, but the problem is not too big after closing the doors and windows." The Inuit boy exhorted again, "Remember, don't leave a living."