No one responded to her, so that Xu Ying now looked like a mentally ill patient talking to herself.
But Xu Ying knew that "it" existed.
At this moment, she raised her head slightly, her eyes fixed sharply on a corner of the ceiling, and a slender black shadow seemed to be reflected in her pupils.
As if seeing some response, Xu Ying's tightly pursed lips slightly relaxed, and her eyes slightly closed. She seemed a little neurotic, repeating a certain sentence over and over again -
"I believe you. I believe you... You must remember your promise to me."
It was completely dark.
This is already Xu Ying's third night staying at the disaster-avoiding hotel.
The first day was strange, the second day was relatively calm, but on the third day—
No one dared to say it was Christmas Eve.
Most of the players didn't close their eyes to rest, thinking that this seemingly peaceful night was more troublesome than Xu Ying really asking for help. They had to find a way to sneak out to find out the situation and get more information, but they had to try not to offend or violate the rules, so as not to cause more crazy revenge. You have to know that their actions yesterday were already crazy and testing the edge of the edge. It wouldn't be surprising if they really flipped over and were killed.
Xu Ying also opened her eyes.
Unlike yesterday, she had a good sleep yesterday... But today, "it" told her that the time was almost up, so Xu Ying naturally had to cheer up and make good preparations for the reception.
Time seemed to be extended infinitely and passed extremely slowly.
Xu Ying couldn't help feeling anxious.
Judging from the night outside, it is already late at night. But what time is it exactly
Xu Ying wasn't sure.
All the electronic devices on her were thrown away, and the TV, clocks and other devices that could display time in the guest room were also broken according to "it"'s request to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.
Now Xu Ying can only rely on her own body sense to judge what time it is, how long the night has lasted, and when it will be dawn - this is tantamount to some kind of horrible torture for an ordinary person who is anxiously waiting for death and danger to come.
I lost my sense of time, and this torture seemed endless, with no end in sight.
There was nothing she could do.
There's nothing I can do.
In this kind of anxiety of being forced to be idle, Xu Ying began to bite her nails uncontrollably. She bit her originally white and shiny nails into pits and even bit them too deep, so that some blood oozed out between her fingers.
It is said that the pain in the fingers can be felt by the heart, but when Xu Ying saw the bleeding, she was stunned for a moment, and then... she did not react at all. After a moment, she suddenly raised her head, looked at a certain point in the void, and asked in a low voice: "What time is it?"
"What time is it?"
"Several-"
As if she had received some kind of answer, Xu Ying suddenly stopped talking. She showed an unusually frivolous and mocking expression, and after a long while, she trembled and said, "Ah, ah... I'm sorry, I'm just, just, a little too nervous..."
The pair of fingers that were bleeding turned white after being pinched by Xu Ying, and then more scarlet blood oozed from the fingertips.