All sleepwalkers enter the nightmare world with a wish.
Whether it is with the mentality of salted fish to save lives, or by any means to gain goodwill, everyone is the same on the point of "seeking something".
It's just that the personality is different, and the urgency to the realization of the wish is also different.
Therefore, the "rich reward" in the captain's mouth is very attractive to some sleepwalkers, but no one is willing to show it due to shame and conscience.
And no one can guarantee that the next death will be me...
"Dear guests, I hope you will think carefully and prepare for tonight's story meeting."
After the old captain finished speaking, he bowed slightly to everyone, and then led the waiter out of the banquet hall.
"What do we... how do we do next?" The social animal youth was not happy because of the generous reward that the old captain said. As a newcomer, he was afraid and sad about the two corpses that were split into two on the corpse rack.
Everyone looked delicate, and in less than twelve hours, they would usher in a new round of horror story meetings.
"Let's split up and find clues to break the game," said the redhead.
"But I don't have a clue now..." The youth of the social animal looked depressed and didn't know where to start.
Big wave: "Let's group, the old man will lead the new man to find clues."
Among the remaining newcomers, only the youth from the social animal and the short-headed girl were able to keep a little bit of calm. A Xue and A Qing of the triplets were unable to think normally, and the couple had no plans to join the search for clues.
"Tell me...will I be like that girl tonight...drowned in the bathtub and then floated...floated..." The girl named Weiwei grabbed her boyfriend's hand tightly, looking pale and crazy, and suddenly cried stand up.
The boyfriend hugged her and comforted her over and over again: "I'm not afraid, I'm going to accompany you in your house tonight."
"But... the rules are not forbidding you..." Wei Wei stared at her in horror, her tears brushing away.
The boyfriend wiped her tears for her and said warmly, "What's the matter with him, can you stay by yourself tonight?"
Da Wave frowned, biting his cigarette and looking away, he muttered, "Knowingly committing a crime, this world is really not suitable for couples, and it's more convenient to have no leads and no trips."
The red-haired man nodded: "As far as the mental state of the newcomers is concerned, it's a bit difficult to survive until the next instance, let alone obeying the rules and escaping death triggers, it's hard to say whether the sobriety value can be kept."
Chi Nan turned to the dazed black tea: "How much is your sobriety now?"
Black Tea was stunned for a few seconds: "87..."
After a pause, he looked at Chi Nan anxiously: "Tell me, if I didn't tell that story last night, was that girl..."
"Then there will be new ways of dying, and new dead." Chi Nan said.
Black Tea's lips trembled, but no sound came out.
"You just happened to be selected," Chi Nan said firmly, "As for the rules, we will find out as soon as possible."
Hei Cha nodded in frustration: "I want to rest for a while by myself."
Chi Nan dug out the calming medicine from the medicine bag they brought, let the black tea drink it, and then teamed up with Ye Chang to find clues.
"I want to go to the painting exhibition hall." Chi Nan quickly made a decision. He always had a hunch that after a new deceased appeared, the paintings on display might change.
Ye Chang pushed his glasses: "We thought of one place."
They also went to the painting exhibition hall with the group of big waves and short-haired iron T. It was the first time for them to enter this death exhibition hall. It became extremely ugly. After browsing for less than half a minute, the big wave finally couldn't hold back: "I went to the corridor to smoke a cigarette..."
Iron T with short hair: "Me too..."
Stay any longer, and they'll vomit at these bizarre paintings of death.
What is more terrifying than these paintings is the calm attitude of the newcomers Chi Nan and Ye Chang. It seems that these bloody paintings will not affect their spirit and judgment.
The experienced Big Wave thought to himself that generally such calm people are either geniuses or psychopaths or perverts in reality.
"There is one more painting here."
In less than five minutes, Chi Nan found a newly hung painting among hundreds of paintings.
In the center of the painting is a mahjong table covered with white cloth. Among the messy mahjong tiles, there are four "West" stained with blood that stand out. The blood oozing from the mahjong tiles is stained with red tablecloth, and the dark red spreads little by little. .
Around the mahjong table were four women who had been cut in half. They touched the mahjong tiles with their only hand, and the corners of their lips raised a creepy smile, and they played "West" together.
The row of numbers below the painting just happens to be today's date.
"There's more here too."
Chi Nan followed what Ye Chang pointed to, and in the center of the painting was a bathtub full of water. A girl with a pale and swollen body floated on the water, her long hair mixed in the water to fill the bathtub, and she He was holding a cell phone tightly in his hand.
The numbers under the painting are exactly the same as those on the mahjong table.
"It seems that the time of death and the time of creation are synchronized." Chi Nan said.
Ye Chang nodded in agreement, and looked at these death paintings thoughtfully for a moment: "So, once we die, will our own death pictures be displayed here?"
He curled his lips: "That's pretty annoying, and I don't have the right to privacy anymore."
The two shared their findings and speculations with the crowd, and the sleepwalkers quickly gathered in the painting exhibition hall, feeling depressed, disgusting, and creepy without exception.
Some of them ran to the bathroom and vomited again.
"This painting exhibition hall is open to us, and it should also be part of the clue. Does it imply our death method or something..." The red-haired man endured the discomfort and analyzed the painting.
The youth of the social animal was horrified: "Do we want to find our own death predictions from these paintings one by one..."
Da Lang didn't speak, and looked at Chi Nan in silence for a long time: "What do you think?"
"The paintings on display are methods of death that have already been 'used', so it shouldn't have anything to do with death events that haven't happened yet," Chi Nan said, turning his eyes to the empty frame, "I'm more curious about what that painting is. kind of."
The red-haired man muttered with a blue face: "If it wasn't for the notice, what's the point of hanging these paintings here..."
"Probably, I love art and want to share my works with us, right?" Ye Chang said, looking seriously and confused like a student who answered the teacher's question well.
Everyone: "..." This boy looks gentle and well-behaved, why is there such a big contrast between what he says and what he does.
Chi Nan glanced at Ye Chang lightly, loving art, which was what he said perfunctorily yesterday.
It was already twelve o'clock at noon when I came out of the painting exhibition hall, it was lunch time, but after all the things in the morning, no one was in the mood to enjoy lunch, except for Chi Nan.
He also grabbed the black tea and ate it together.
"Where do you want to go after dinner?" Ye Chang took a large box of ice cream and ate it happily.
Chi Nan stared at the ice cream in his spoon, his Adam's apple slipped slightly: "Go to the deck to get some sunshine."
Ye Chang nodded, then scooped up the ice cream with another clean spoon and handed it to Chi Nan.
"Would you like to try it? The taste is quite right, and the sweetness is just right." Ye Changxiao said slightly, his eyes narrowed behind the lenses.
Chi Nan swallowed again: "No need, thank you."
Saying that, he picked up a lemon and bit it raw.
Ye Changxiao: "Do you really hate sweets so much?"
Chi Nan pursed his lips: "sugar allergy."
"Oh, that's it." Ye Chang raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped talking.
After the meal, Chi Nan brought dark tea and went outside to bask in the sun.
Black tea is sitting on the deck blowing the sea breeze. Although he is still listless, his sobriety score has returned to 70 and is gradually stable.
Chi Nan is a little drowsy under the sun...
When they first boarded the cruise ship, everyone felt that the scenery of the sunset on the sea was extremely magnificent, but now watching this blood-like sunset, there is always an indescribable feeling of infiltration.
Even the sparkling sea is like a metaphor for the disaster of blood.
"The sun has sunk a little." Ye Chang said, leaning his hands on the fence and looking at the sea level.
Yesterday was the entire sunset hanging above the horizon, and today a third of it has been swallowed by the sea.
And the old captain said that when the sunset falls below the sea level, the night falls, and the trip of the Dusk will end.
"We may be running out of time." Ye Chang turned around and looked at Chi Nan, who was drowsy.
Before Chi Nan spoke, the old captain's voice sounded behind him: "Young guests, please enjoy the beautiful sunset."
Chi Nan turned his head, his green eyes reflected the setting sun: "Old Captain, do you have time to chat with us?"
The old captain was stunned, a little surprised, it seems that in the long sailing years, no guests have ever invited him.
So he smiled politely: "This guest, what do you want to talk about?"
"Dusk, and the story on Dusk." Chi Nan's casual attitude was relaxed, as if a curious passenger wanted to know the history and stories of the old cruise ship during a chat.
The old captain laughed: "Sorry, the story of the Dusk needs to be found by the guests themselves."
"Oh, then why is this cruise ship called Dusk?" Chi Nan asked again.
The old captain straightened his back, looked at the sea horizon from a distance, and said after a moment of silence: "Dusk is the most beautiful time at sea, but when dusk comes, travelers drifting on the sea are especially prone to miss their relatives, friends, and friends on the shore. spouse."
"I named her Dusk, because I believe that the ship will keep on going, and it will cross the sea level and sunset over there, and then you will be able to dock and reunite with them. That day will come soon."
The old captain's eyes changed, and Chi Nan keenly captured the fleeting despair in his eyes.
"But there's no way to dock, is there?" Chi Nan asked tentatively.
The old captain froze suddenly, his expression turned cold in an instant, and his tone was furious and flustered: "As long as the guests enjoy the journey of the Dusk, it will take us to where we want to go, wherever we want to go!"
After speaking, the old captain turned back into the cabin angrily.
Hei Cha looked at the turbulent atmosphere, and said in a daze: "Did something happen to this ship that made him so anxious..."
Chi Nan yawned: "Something must have happened, and it's very important to us."
Time passed quickly, and it was eight o'clock in the evening, and the sunset was still hanging above the sea level.
The curtain of the banquet hall was reopened, and the three corpses were moved to the window, quietly bathed in the setting sun.
"Dear guests, we finally waited for a new round of storytelling, and hope to hear more wonderful stories from you tonight."
The old captain still kept a polite smile and looked at everyone with high spirits, but no one looked at his eyes or spoke for a while.
There was ten minutes of silence.
"Is no one willing to start the story tonight?" The old captain asked again and looked at the crowd.
There was still no response. Everyone here is either you look at me, I look at you, or look down at yourself or the toes of the people around you.
The old captain smiled regretfully: "If there is any guest who didn't tell a story that night, I'm sorry, that guest will face a very severe punishment from the Dusk."
Everyone's heart sank, and the red-haired man asked in a hoarse voice, "...What kind of punishment?"
The old captain spread his hands: "There is a special room on the Dusk, which is generally not open to the public, but if any guest forgets to tell a story, we will invite him to the room for the night."
"Special... special where?"
The old captain smiled secretly and raised his voice a bit: "It is special because it is a gift left by past guests of the Dusk, but what is it exactly... Only the guests who live in can know."
Just when everyone was horrified and couldn't help getting goosebumps, Chi Nan said in a low voice, "I'm looking forward to it."
He spoke very sincerely.
Black tea: "… "
Ye Chang looked over, with a smile in his eyes: "I look forward to it."
"By the way," Ye Chang looked at the old captain and said calmly, "Excuse me, how many people can live in this special room at most?"