At the same time as everyone was passing on the information, Colin in the house suddenly felt a huge tiredness and emptiness enveloping him.
An indescribable feeling...
Weak, exhausted, tired... unable to get rest.
After he struggled for a few times while sitting on the bed, he had no strength left and fell to the ground.
In an instant, he almost lost all his sanity.
He fell on the bed, his face slightly distorted, his expression revealing an indescribable tiredness.
There is no pain, only an incurable fatigue...
From the soul, from the mind...
So tired...
So uncomfortable...
Colin's body twitched from time to time.
He never thought that fatigue could be so torturous to the human spirit, even more than the pain in the general sense.
It's like being 007 for a whole year, all the fatigue bursts out in an instant, every muscle fiber is strained, engraved into the bone marrow and imprinted into the soul, making it difficult to adapt.
In the room, only the occasional sound of breathing proved that he was not dead.
At the same time, in the outside world, almost at the moment when Colin fell into the "withered" state, the glowing "sun" hanging high in the dome suddenly began to show a large number of cracks like a broken mirror, and countless specks of light fell.
Then the light began to fade rapidly...
As more and more cracks appeared, the "sun" that illuminated the entire island began to disintegrate, and all the debris melted like snowflakes before it hit the ground...
In a very short time after the crack appeared, the light disappeared completely.
The entire island world fell into darkness again, and the mysterious and strange gray fog covered everything again, returning the world to silence and tranquility.
At the same time, in the quiet third-level territory, only Colin's figure was twisting and turning from time to time.
There was no one here except him.
There was a lantern on the table not far from his bed in his bedroom.
No matter how the naked Colin twisted his body, the light of the lantern filled with filthy blood remained calm and burned silently.
But at this moment...
The quiet candlelight flickered suddenly.
It seems that something strange has happened.
There was a hall outside the half-open bedroom gatehouse. There were no windows in Colin's bedroom, but there were windows in the hall.
At the moment the candle flame flickered, gray fog began to surge in a small area outside the glass window, as if something was gathering.
Just when the gray fog became thicker than a certain extent, a face suddenly appeared and stuck to the glass window.
The face and eye sockets were empty, but there seemed to be a line of sight extending from the empty eye sockets, looking through the half-open door, towards the bedroom, looking at the figure who was in extreme sleepiness.
The face was extremely blurry and pale, and one could only barely make out it was a human face. It was tightly pressed against the windowsill, looking very creepy.
The window was clearly three stories high, and there shouldn't be anything there except the gray fog, but a face appeared against common sense...
No, it was not just a face. A pair of pale and blurry hands appeared on the glass window shortly after it appeared, pressing tightly under the face.
This scene was as if there was someone lying outside the window and peeping inside.
If Li Hang and others were here, they would definitely notice that this was the strange "feeling of being watched" that they felt on the second night.