Plague Doctor

Though thunderbolts and heavy rains cast a shadow on the dreamy town of Wortham, the doors of this ancient mansion are hot.

“Etoch, Dr. Carlop is here!” The mayor who walked in front of the crowd cheered that he was a somewhat blessed middle-aged man with a lighter face than the caretaker youth, as did the others who led the way. When they look back at the figure behind them, they all look up to each other.

But Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu could see that the doctors were all just blurred shadows.

This seems to indicate that the caretaker youth have not seen even one Dr. Carlop in their lifetime, which has led to this void.

“Mayor, ladies and gentlemen..." The young caretaker named Itoh walked up excitedly. Faced with the doctors, the words had been unfavourable: “Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, it is a great, great honor to meet you...”

Those blurred shadows were silent because the caretaker did not know what words they would speak and his dreams were not dared to imitate them.

On the other hand, Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu walked out of this creepy house, and this time the caretaker did not stop them.

There's Dr. Carlop right here. He doesn't think anything else can happen.

But according to the original trajectory, when Dr. Carlop arrived in the town, he simply buried the patients.

It is difficult to understand how disappointed this young caretaker was and how desperate he was when he found himself infected with the plague.

But it's a paradox. Is the original nightmare real? If Dr. Carlop had been here, the caretakers should have been able to imagine their faces.

This diary is the product of this nightmare. Gu Jun thought that it might have been tampered with and turned into an incredibly painful, weird and scary.

At this time, Wu Shiyu asked Gu Jun softly: "Is there any way he can see the real Dr. Carlop? That's the dream, isn't it? ”

“Perhaps there is a way...” Gu Jun looked at the scene. It's not that bad. Just saw that the diary automatically added some more words:

[Each of them was very kind, as was Langton the Iron Son, and they praised my guards for their contribution to controlling the epidemic! This is truly the most glorious moment of my life. I couldn't wait to go home and tell my family about it, but I didn't want to leave even for a moment to spend with Dr. Carlop. That was a great time.

However, what happened next dragged everything to hell...]

Suddenly, Gu Jun felt his head crackle and Wu Shiyu felt this change. The thunderbolt was even more frightening. Crows arose in the gloomy forest surrounding him, roaring into the bleak sky in torrential rain.

“Careful...” Gu Jun said to Wu Shiyu in silence, "the power is competing for control of this dream. ”

The crows scream as if it were a gloomy and exhilarating hell movement.

All the rooms on the upper and lower floors of this ancient mansion next to it all of a sudden have a dark yellow light!

The caretaker, the young man, the mayor and the other small townspeople, the joy on their faces turned to suspicion, the excitement turned to fear, and the caretaker was astonished: "Mr. Gard… those are, what are they? ”

Gu Jun gazed slightly and saw a dark shadow behind the front hall window on the second floor of the ancient mansion. He looked at both adults and children.

And in the middle of those dark shadows, there was a particularly strange figure, and all the limbs seemed a little twisted.

With a thud, the old floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor was broken, and people looked at the faces of the shadows... it was the bodies in the collection room, their faces were sewn with a very strange smile, and their dead, chaotic eyes had a bit of a strange look.

Seems to be in these empty bodies, already stuck in some soul that doesn't know who it is.

The figure in the middle, Gu Jun recognized, is an old dog uncle, a dead skin strange old face with no expression.

“Played so many tricks.” Gu Jun said, a rage in his heart burst into flames, "did you finally come out? ”

Uncle Old Dog didn't speak, and the bodies made the same hoarseness: “Son, you think you're close to the truth, but you have no idea what we're planning, and you don't understand what it means to do it. You don't realize that all this mental pain is a fertile nutrient. ”

“This dream must be a nightmare.” Uncle Old Dog said suddenly and slowly, "Dr. Callup, must be an anorexic. ”

“And you stay here and figure it out.” The words of the corpses grew higher and began to chant before they had fallen, and the surroundings suddenly changed dramatically!

Every little bit of rain is a different nightmare. The storm is raging. Gu Jun, Wu Shiyu and the caretaker are instantly submerged in nightmares...

They seem to be caught in the vortex, twisted together by trapped, painful souls.

It was like suddenly standing in the front hall on the second floor, the lights were dim, but I saw the corridors on both sides stretching out, and I couldn't even see the end.

Endless hallways, countless rooms.

Every room is locked, and you can't see the darkness in it. Go, go, go, go. Every room has a different kind of madness:

“Don't, don't! ”

“Why is this happening and why! ”

“Help me! ”

These frenzied howls blend with the corpses' chants, in thousands of different languages, and speak the same phrase:

[You walked past the first room,

Walking past the hundredth room,

Walked past the thousand rooms,

Walked past the 10,000 rooms,

You'll never get out of here.

You're not a prisoner of nightmares, you're the nightmare itself!

Ah! At this moment, the caretaker youth painfully embraced his head and cried, and countless visions poured into his spirit, the town covered in darkness, the endless rains washed through the huge pits dug out of the town, a patient either thrown into the pit or jumped in mad screaming himself.

Those are his familiar folks, the owner of the tavern, the farmer of the fields, the family, the friend, the girl he likes...

The town was doomed from the beginning, and his guards had no meaning whatsoever.

The so-called Dr. Carlop is nothing but delirium… a recurring, never-ending delirium.

Dr. Carlop, he's never been to Wortham.

“Delirium, delirium...” The caretaker youth trembled, and those blurred shadows behind him, all shaking, were about to collapse and disappear.

“No, Itoh, Dr. Carlop is really here.” Gu Jun muttered, his left thumb and index finger painstakingly pinched the end of his tail, but the sudden tremendous pain suddenly sobered his spirit. He took out the Callup dissection knife and opened that page of residual spell in his head.

It's an attempt, but he has an exact feeling, which can.

He gathered his spirit on the page of the spell book, and moved the notes of Langton on it, his illusions, all into the caretaker's diary, into the dream.

There was a sudden surge of power in his heart, the power of the Iron Son, and his eyes became strong and firm.

“Isn't that what they are? I recognize that this is Mr. Usam, and this is Rabdi Payani, and this is Langton, the Iron Son! ”

The thunderbolt overshadowed the chant! Wu Shi Yunton was surprised to see that the old dog on the second floor of the ancient mansion and the bodies were also seen.

Those blurry shadows that almost collapsed suddenly glowed and horrified the crowd. These people in the same path became real: men and women, all dressed in white carop robes, some carrying medical boxes, some carrying utensils, all the details clearly visible.

Their faces, every single one of them, are clearly visible.

Even Gu Jun could see these faces clearly for the first time.

The tears have stopped, and the young caretaker's desperate face is once again filled with hope.