[Things kept coming out of his body... Anyway, he didn't come back. That's why we closed the door.]
Seeing this, expressions of horror suddenly appeared on the faces of several people at the scene.
The audience in the live broadcast room was even more shocked.
No wonder they say you're dead once you come in.
Enter,
What awaits are endless demons.
Retreat,
It melts directly when it leaves the door!
What the hell should I do?
In the picture, the female agent cursed secretly:
"Shit, madman, f**k!"
It was obvious that she had already intended to find the door and leave.
Pity,
That is also a dead end...
[As for what this place is like, I can only say that it's huge. It's not just a farmhouse. It's like... it's like those things stole bits and pieces of space from various places and pieced them together randomly.]
[Some of them look like apartments, others look like shopping malls, and one is definitely an old closet from my high school! It's exactly the same, even down to the plaid pattern.]
[There are also some fragments that are not made of...stuff. They are black, like shadow matter, and most of them are in well-lit areas.]
If the light can get through, you can put your hand through. I don't recommend it. That's how we lost Torres. Something grabbed him and pulled him in. The hole was too small for his head, but he got in anyway.
Seeing this, a picture instantly emerged in everyone's mind.
An agent was grabbed by some entity and pulled towards a dark cave.
The huge file-size black hole is obviously not as big as the agent's head, so...
His whole body was crushed by the hole...
Thinking of this, everyone's hair stood on end.
At the same time, a sense of sadness emerged in their hearts.
Such a horrific scene was described so lightly by the agent...
The fear he suffered was greater than anyone else!
[Definitely, there is no escape. We've figured that out as well. Any door you find just leads to another room in this stupid house, or back around. Obviously, we can't live here.]
So all you can do is wait to starve to death or wait until one of those things catches you. Plenty of choices, huh?
[There is one more thing you can do. I couldn't do it, but maybe you can.]
[This won't keep you alive, I don't think, but it's... I think it's important. I'm sure someone has to do this. Otherwise, those things will get out there and cause trouble sooner or later.]
Thinking of the demons that walked out of the farmhouse, everyone sighed.
They had evidently gotten outside and were causing harm to people.
[I only saw that thing once, and for a short moment.]
We followed it after one of them got Denning's heart. It took the heart and went into a room that I guess was the center of the place.
"It's all just shadowy stuff, and I think they're bringing in whatever light they can find. Fluorescent lights, flashlights, candles, whatever you want to call them. They're bringing in more light as I watch."
[In the center of the room, there was a pile of hearts. Each heart was torn apart and thrown there in a pile. Those things threw Denning's heart on it, and the heart began to beat and tremble violently.]
Then it tore apart, and the new members of those things tried to crawl out of the heart. It swayed, slowly grew, and took shape. The disgusting thing was that the heart was obviously torn apart but it still beat hard. I swear I felt a sharp pain in my chest.]
See here,
Especially the vivid description of the agent.
Not to mention the agent who wrote this document, even the audience in the live broadcast room felt a subconscious pain in their hearts.
Stark Industries Building.
Tony frowned slightly. "I guessed wrong. The worker ants didn't bring back food. What they brought back was... a breeding ground?"
Tony felt a chill run down his spine when he thought of that scene.
"That's when I started running away. I couldn't take it anymore, you know? I wasn't trained to deal with this kind of shit."
I found a closet that was the perfect size for a dark space and have been hiding there ever since. I write with a small flashlight and turn it off when I hear something approaching. So far, it's working fine.
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room just remembered,
Even those fully armed agents are just ordinary people after all.
Put yourself in their shoes, even if it's a superhero,
After encountering such a bizarre and terrifying scene, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do to save anything, right?
"I can't hold on any longer. I still have some bullets in my gun, but I can't pray anymore, and I mean it."
[But you, if you found this, you must also be an agent. Maybe you are stronger than me. If you can, go and destroy the nest.]
[Destroy every heart. If you do that, you might be able to kill them. It's the only thing I can think of. You might die while doing it, but you'll be dead anyway. So what are you afraid of?]
"I'll try to get the report to the living room, where you'll hopefully find it. Then I'll make sure they don't use my heart to create another monster."
Seeing this, and thinking back to what Captain A said before -
The corpse that blew out its own heart...
Some people were curious at the time.
If you want to commit suicide, why not just shoot yourself in the head?
Why break the heart?
Until now, everyone suddenly realized...
So that's how it is...
For a moment, everyone felt mixed emotions.
Leon Lake held up the note and held it under the dim light.
Everyone was also able to see the last line of words.
[Good luck]
[I salute you from the Decedent.]
If any one like my story drop some power stone