"Desaro, do you really want to study this kind of night evil mermaid, even if you may pay the price of your life? Do you know that mermaids cannibalize people?" The old woman looked at the dark sea, and her eyes went to the limit. , every wrinkle on the old face seemed to tremble slightly due to the fear of deep memory.
I took a deep breath of the wind with a strong smell of the sea, and nodded: "I have heard such rumors, but there are no specific facts to verify it. This is why I came to you." I gently put my hand on the On the old man's hunched back, he guided her to continue talking as gently as possible: "I beg you to tell me about the mermaid you saw in the shipwreck, and don't you also need someone to talk to? If possible, I would like to be a temporary Your psychiatrist, come to resolve your knot."
She seemed to be touched and turned her head sideways. Those cloudy eyes reflected the few bonfires behind, staring at me with complex and unpredictable eyes, hooked hands on my wrist, nails almost sunk into my flesh, as if testing my strength in this way sincerity. And I resisted the eccentricity of the mental patient, and looked at her firmly.
In any case, this is what Mr. Shinichi once mentioned to me, the witness who may have seen the mermaid in the shipwreck, even if her words are not very reliable, I am not willing to give up the slightest price.
The old man let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.
Under her drooping eyelids, the contours of the eyeballs began to shake out of focus, like a sign of a long-time voyager when he landed on land. I knew that she was indulging in those years at sea, and I couldn't help waiting with bated breath.
After a long silence, the old man let out a long sigh and spit out words intermittently: "At that time, I and a group of adventurous companions had the same idea of yearning to see the mermaid as you. Our cruise ship was on the sea. We have been wandering where the fish haunted for several months, and finally one day, we successfully caught a male mermaid. But we did not expect that the mermaid is such a terrifying creature... He will sniff you first, deeply, as if judging the prey Smells the same, if you make it disgusting, he'll wring your neck off and tear you to shreds..."
When she said this, her breath suddenly became short of breath, and she opened her eyes suddenly: "It was a night like a nightmare. I saw with my own eyes that several of my companions were used as food by mermaids, and only I... Only me... hid in the secret dark hatch. I was too scared to make a sound, and finally I watched the guy take my son! He was taken by the mermaid just like that Under the sea, never came back... I really regret it... I really regret it..."
She repeatedly chanted this series of syllables, shaking her head. I knew that her mental illness had relapsed, so I couldn't help but immediately supported her shoulders, trying to put the prepared sedative into her arm. But at this moment, the eyes of the old man burst into tears, his withered hands tightly grasped my collar, and he showed a strange and crazy smile: "Desaro, believe me, if you are at sea Strongly want to see Night Fiend, they will sense it... They like handsome young men with good smell... You are... just like my son..."
I was dumbfounded at the crazy things she said, and I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated knowing that these were probably completely unbelievable fantasies. Suddenly someone patted my shoulder hard. I turned around and saw Mr. Shinichi who had died long ago. His face was pale and swollen, covered with seaweed, and there were two deep black holes in his eye sockets: "Desaro , believe her words, you will meet the mermaid..."
I took a step back bluntly, but felt that my legs and feet were a little strange. I looked down and saw that my waist was covered with scales, and it turned into a long silver-gray fishtail.
"what--"
I yelled and woke up suddenly from the nightmare, dripping with cold sweat. I lifted it up and looked down. My legs and feet were fine, and I was wearing a pair of hospital trousers.
How did you have such a paradoxical dream? I actually dreamed of what happened a few years ago, and saw the ghost of Mr. Shinichi...
I thought of the crazy words that the old woman had said to me in the dream, and Mr. Shinichi's terrifying appearance, and I couldn't help feeling a chill down my spine. It's just that I didn't expect that those prophecies about me seeing a mermaid that I didn't take seriously, turned out to be a prophecy.
But, why am I lying on the bed again? Shouldn't I be studying mermaids with Da Vinci in the deep water laboratory? By the way, I remember that guy suddenly went crazy and let the mermaid out!
Later, what happened later
I try my best to recall everything that happened before, but the memory stays in the scene where the mermaid crawled out from behind the hatch, and then, just like before, a fault seems to be formed in my brain, and the memory jumps directly to the scene of my nightmare scene.
In the end what happened? I touched my head and felt that my forehead was hot and my brain was heavy. I propped myself up and planned to take a shower to wake up, but just as I moved my thighs, I felt soreness in my lower body, and I was so limp from the waist down, as if my spine was gone, it was like someone punched my ass hard .
how so…
Maybe I fell down the stairs in a panic and not only hurt my butt, but also passed out all of a sudden
I touched my buttocks wonderingly, and felt that it was very possible, and it seemed that this was the only reason that could explain it.
At this moment, there was a click of the door being pushed open, and the sound of leather boots stepping on the ground came from far to near, and stopped at the door.