Needle girl has always been a pretentious temperament.
It's like even if she loses a head of hair, she can confidently ask Lin You to give her a chance to prove herself. After finally waiting for such an opportunity, the needle girl was gearing up and had a little expectation, ready to meet what kind of formidable enemy she would be.
—God damn asked her to tie the balloon, and it leaked as soon as she did it.
boring.
"You are a real dish."
she sneered.
"It's a good idea to jump out and show up."
clown:"… … … "
Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, putting such provocative words in front of him will set everyone's stomach full of evil fire.
He just wanted to step on it—naturally, it couldn't be on the needle girl, so he had to pick the culprit. But before he could do that, the clown felt his legs became limp, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
Immediately realizing what was going on, the clown cursed and wanted to cover his pricked calf. But his clumsy movements are far less dexterous than the needle girl's fine hair. The latter can be said to dodge every time he smashes the ground, blocks the left leg to stab the right leg, and avoids the right hand to stab the left hand.
The needle girl sneered, and took a moment to burrow into the crevice of his finger.
Three circles to the left and three circles to the right, twisting the neck and twisting the buttocks.
The clown was played around by the needle girl, and the voice of cursing became louder and louder. Rao was short of breath and sounded a little kidney-deficiency, but he still had a huge physique, and the volume he shouted was really shocking. The needle girl was so annoyed that she just opened the hole in the end.
"puff-"
Compared with the previous few small holes, this hole allows the gas suffocated by the clown to spew out. He didn't even have time to grab onto the roof to stabilize himself, he just felt himself falling over in an instant.
This is just the beginning.
His whole body flipped one after another in the air, and the clown's curses turned into screams in a constant spiral. He screamed, but couldn't stop no matter what.
Looking at him, Lin You remembered the balloon that flew all over the room when it was deflated.
The leaky clown couldn't control the direction at all, he struggled in vain, watching himself rising higher and higher, drifting farther and farther.
"Damn it—"
Even the sound became indistinct.
"Wait for me—" he called, "I'll—will be back—"
He disappeared into the sky, leaving the last trace of lingering rhyme in his thin voice.
"Okay," Lin You waved politely, "I'll wait."
The needle girl rolled her eyes.
"Come once and I will pierce once."
"I just can't get used to this kind of brat who thinks he's great," she snorted coldly, suddenly forgetting that she is also easy to swell, "Okay, I'm going back to take care of myself."
The needle girl slowly brushed the broken hair by her ear, the tip of her hair was glowing coldly under the moonlight, she turned around and disappeared in place, leaving only Lin You and Skull looking at each other.
Lin You was quiet for a long time.
"Actually..." She was about to speak, but fell silent again.
Skull: "???"
"It's nothing, it's just that the mirror room reminded me of something." Lin You said, "I have to check."
The skull had no objection at all, but it still asked curiously, "What did you think of?"
Lin You didn't nod or shake her head.
The SCP Foundation not only contains supernatural creatures or objects like 096 and toothbrushes, but also places where mutations occur are also within the scope of the Foundation's control.
Take "Carnival of Horror," for example.
She didn't remember it very well, and she couldn't remember the number, except that it was a theme park that had been abandoned after much bloodshed. The last accident also caused more than 200 people to die strangely-in line with the "bloody Sunday" reported in the newspaper.
There are rows of tourists on a roller coaster who get their heads blown off with blunt objects, couples who dissolve in a sightseeing tunnel, and a staff member whose lungs are filled with the fibers of his own uniform.
No one can explain how they died. It should be true that the clown said that he made an agreement with the playground, because in a certain sense, the land under her feet is "alive".
According to the Foundation's records, the area it affects is "growing" outward every year.
"Didn't the news say there were seven survivors?"
Lin You said.
"The foundation's documents seem to say that one of them escaped from the mirror room. Two arms are gone, and more than half of the right leg was eaten. So when I saw those monsters trying to bite people, I remembered that it happened like this Things... ah, it's here."
She had been walking along the map she had memorized, and now she looked up at the bumper car field.
"It really is here..." Lin You sighed.
There are a few photos of this deserted theme park attached to the Foundation documents, and she only remembers one of the bumper car pools—and when she actually came here, the exact same scene was displayed in front of her.
After all, the world is really small.
"So," she looked at a spread of cakes hanging on a tree branch, "did you land here?"
clown:"… "
Obviously, he couldn't find a way to stop the leak in the end. After it was completely leaked, it just floated and floated on the opposite side of the bumper car field.
It's miserable.
Lin You thought not very sympathetically.
Without air as filling, he almost became a photo printed on a flat surface, moving against the wind.
There is still room for this guy.
Thinking of this, Lin You looked at the souvenir shop not far away.
It was early in the morning, and there was no white on the sky, and the dark signboard was quite gloomy. But she opened the door and went in to find something, and after searching for a long time, nothing happened.
When Lin You came out with a bundle of duct tape and the hand-held pump used to inflate toy balloons in the store, she couldn't say whether she was relieved or disappointed.
She also took off a broomstick to knock the clown out of the tree.
There is no breath left like this, and the other party has lost the ability to speak, only the eyes can still move.
Lin You squatted down, used a few pieces of tape to stick the place where the needle girl punctured, and then stuffed the gas nozzle into the punctured hole. When she straightened up again, she didn't rush to cheer up, but smiled and opened her mouth.
"Words come first."
She waved her hand, and there was an illustration book in her hand.
"Answer my question honestly in a moment," she said, "or—"
Lin You spread out the illustrated book and flipped through a few pages.
"I'll give you two choices. One is to experience the feeling of being pricked by a hundred thousand needles again, and the other," she pointed at the card with the balloon in the head, "you can try to be lingering with it."
The skull who was listening was stunned.
How did this person grow up to be a monster.
"Blink when you understand."
… The clown blinked once.
The air was injected little by little, and he gradually gained control over his body. After finally being able to sit up again, because of her words, even though he clamored for revenge, the clown didn't dare to act rashly.
And shrank back in horror.
"Then I'll ask," Lin You said, "You said that one project can leave the park, is it true or not?"
"really!"
The clown repeatedly assured, "This is absolutely true!"
"You—" he asked, "did you come across a mummy when you entered the gate?"
Under Lin You's gaze, he continued in a sharp voice.
"It was the last person who came in. He chose to go boating on the lake. In the end, he didn't give up and wanted to run out of the door. Did he run out, or died within a few steps?"
Lin You's pupils shrank.
-No wonder.
No wonder the mummy seemed to want to say something to her at the time, maybe it had finally seen a living person, or it was to warn her not to go in.
"You said you took the souls of the dead..." she said slowly.
"Yes, yes," said the clown hastily, "I made his into a red balloon."
"I'll ask you another question."
Lin You said, "Do you know where the lock was opened?"
What she took out was the key found on the mummy, and the clown's expression changed after only one glance. Lin You keenly caught his reaction, and it was too late for him to cover it up.
"Now, lead the way there."
She said, "When this is settled, take me to where you hid your balloons, and put them all under my nose, one by one."
The clown obediently agreed, he hid his bit of resentment, walked to the front slowly, and began to lead the way according to the direction he remembered.
"I'll just say it once," Lin You said, passing through a secluded path, "don't play tricks."
Her eyes are obvious - otherwise, you know the consequences.
...! ! !
"How can it be?"
The clown was startled, he quickly rubbed his hands and turned around, pinching his throat and laughing, "This is it."
An iron gate stood in front of them.
Lin You walked over a few steps, her eyes stayed on the lock next to the door, she lowered her head and took out the small key.
The clown who was taken aback just now was relieved, he thought his mind had been seen through.
It seems not.
With his previous experience, he didn't dare to use his brain. But if you can't fight, you may not be able to escape. The abacus in the clown's heart is crackling, just waiting for the attention to be taken away from him.
— This is a good opportunity.
Realizing this, the clown's mouth grinned a little bit to the ear. Seeing that the other party had no intention of turning around for the time being, he paid attention to the thing hanging around her waist, and tiptoedly took a step back.
— not found.
He held his breath, and was careful not to loosen the tape on his body, so as not to cause air leakage to attract their attention.
After retreating two or three meters in a row, the clown finally fell with a suspended breath. The clown was so excited that he was about to spin around in circles and take small steps - he would be able to stay away from this devil right away! Save his balloon and get away with a whole new life!
At least he resisted the urge to dance, and could only take another step uncontrollably and excitedly, ready to rub the soles of his feet with oil.
The clown was taken aback.
Just now, his back bumped into something, and someone had already stood behind him.
The next second, he was picked up by the collar by the man, and he was lifted up like a chicken.
"Yo," the uninvited Nyarlathotep smiled happily, "Look, here's a guy trying to escape."
clown:"… "
He hates it!