On the tragic day of the NAM building explosion, the Santa Maria Gratitude Hospital was overwhelmed with grief and death.
In the intensive care unit of the inpatient department near the west wing, several patients claimed that they saw the messenger of death outside the window - it was a huge and extremely ugly creature with scales covering its surface.
A 78-year-old man with severe diabetes flipped from his hospital bed because of this, he broke his urine tube and made a mess of the entire ward. The saddest thing is that he hid in the mattress because of this little accident The shards of Godiva's dark chocolate underneath were discovered by his attending physician.
The sympathetic doctor therefore dismissed the terrified incoherent description of the old man as a lie made up to hide sweets.
"But, but I really, really saw it. It was lying out the window, its eyes were red, it was looking at me... God, am I going to die? I don't want to die."
The old man shivered and said to the doctor.
"Okay, you won't die, as long as you don't sneak up on hiding chocolate under the bed, even if you're okay with just licking it."
The doctor smiled indifferently and said.
In the window behind him, a tail covered in fine scales twitched and disappeared quickly.
On the parking apron of the hospital, several bored teenagers waiting for their parents were stuffed into the family station wagon, lying loosely on the seats and playing with their mobile phones.
A man suddenly smiled at the phone.
"what happened?"
"Someone's going crazy," the young man shrugged and showed another friend's Facebook on his phone to his companions to browse, "Tim said he saw a living lizard man on the outer wall of Nineteenth Street today. ."
"puff-"
The youngsters sneered in the station wagon.
"God, he's really crazy, you really shouldn't let him read that blue blood book, shouldn't he really believe it, what Lizardmen of the Dragon constellation..."
"Oh, he even took pictures?"
The young man clicked on the photo posted by the "Tim".
The pixel quality of the photo is very poor, it can be seen that it was taken from a long distance, and the object of the photo is only the outer wall of the back side of the building that can be seen everywhere. Fire escapes and rusted pipes make the building in the photo look dilapidated. , without any redemption.
And if there's something wrong with this photo, it's probably just a strange shadow at the edge of the image.
It was white, and it looked as if someone had plucked the image out of the photo, and the blurry outline made a long tail and a human figure vaguely discernible. Assuming that there is really something at the position of the white shadow, it is probably a creature with a human upper body and a slender fish tail, which is stuck upright on the outer wall perpendicular to the ground.
Of course, in the eyes of this group of teenagers, this photo, including the shadow above, was just a boring joke made by the teenager named Tim.
"Maybe it's some kind of reflective material hanging on the pipe," someone casually glanced at the photo, "God, where did he get this boring photo from."
…
But the strange thing is that he didn't get a response from his companions for a long time.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He waved his hand in front of his companion in confusion, and at this time, his companion was looking out of the car window with a shocked expression, and his expression looked like he had hit a ghost.
"You, did you see that thing?" The mobile phone in the companion's hand fell to the ground unconsciously, but he didn't notice it at all, instead he stretched out his finger and poked at the glass window. "Just now, something full of scales climbed over the outer wall of the hospital..."
The mocking voices in the family station wagon grew louder.
Of course, no one believed in the unlucky boy, and naturally no one believed that the monster covered with scales would really appear in their world.
…
Except for Rand Sivers.
He was exhausted from being interviewed by the FBI. Considering this is a life-threatening threat to Rand Sivers, the FBI has protected him - starting today, two vehicles disguised as cleaning cars will be guarding under his apartment, and his next door will also be There will be plain clothes occupancy.
This gave Rand a stomach ache.
He was restricted from moving, and out of consideration for public safety, he might not be able to go to Washington until the criminals were caught, and in addition, there were even bigger problems waiting for him.
Those monitoring, correctly speaking, those "protecting"...
Rand simply didn't know how to conceal Munster's existence under the surveillance of these people. From the current situation, it seemed like a fantasy.
Oh, by the way, on Rand's first day on the job, his place of work, including some of his unfamiliar colleagues, was smashed to shreds by a bomb.
And the bomb was aimed at him.
This kind of plot that can only happen in a crime TV series, combined with the dizziness caused by the concussion, made Rand feel a strong sense of unreality.
For a moment he couldn't even help asking himself if he really existed in reality and not some weird, real nightmare.
At this moment, Rand found that he actually started to miss Vincent, but soon Caroline's words with clear hatred replayed in his mind, it felt like a knife carved in There was an unbearable sting in his nerves.
It was only a short day, but Rand felt as if he had suddenly ushered in a "crash" in his life.
Everything looks bad, Rand thought.
As he slowly paced the noisy corridors of the hospital, he was greeted with worried and sympathetic looks, apparently thinking of him as a bombing victim, or a family member of the victim. The overhead light cast a bright glow above his head, but Rand felt that his vision was dim, and the invisible pressure covered his body so heavily that it made it difficult for him to even breathe.
At this moment, a patient screamed and jumped out of the ward waving his hands.
"Monsters, there are monsters!"
The patient's mental agitation was a little abnormal. His arm was stuck with adhesive tape for injection, but at this time the needle had fallen off, and a stream of blood flowed down his waving arm to his elbow.
After Rand's eyes touched the bright red, a strong nausea hit his stomach like a fist.
"vomit-"
Rand slammed his mouth shut, passed the excited patient care workers who were trying to subdue them, and walked quickly towards the bathroom.
Rand almost vomited on his knees on the floor next to the toilet, although he couldn't actually vomit anything.
His body was heavy, and his thinking was extremely slow. In the end, he could only stare at the water inside the toilet after flushing. Outside there are people coming in and out, crying, and whispering to each other what to do with someone's cats when they die...
Standing in the small cubicle, Rand felt that the world of those outside was extremely far away from him.
He thinks he can even just stay here like this until the end of the world...
Then he felt a strange touch from the back of his neck.
The wet, sticky, icy stuff licked the skin on the back of his neck, and he smelled the familiar smell of water.
"Oh no, don't tell me it's true..."
In that instant, the whole world returned to Rand's side. Landpin stared at the featureless cream-colored compartment door in the toilet, not even looking up to confirm his thoughts.
The invisible film that isolated the outside world disappeared in an instant, and what was replaced was that kind of living shock that made people's heart beat faster.
"Rand!"
In the end, however, Munster's happy voice came from above his head.
Rand looked up, just in time to see the monster lying on the ceiling, slowly wagging its tail at him.
Its body hangs from the ceiling, its face is turned towards Rand, and it shows a strange smile that is turned at an angle.
The fine teeth and the four blood-red eyes became more terrifying than before in this state.
Rand felt as if his heart had stopped for a moment—he thought of the patient who had rushed down the hallway and was mad with fright, and the "monster" that the patient had yelled at.
It never occurred to him that it was the "monster" (Munster) he knew.
"Damn it! Munster?"
Rand looked at Munster with a twisted face.
Just a moment ago he thought everything was terrible, but now he realizes that his life could be even worse.
He almost exclaimed, and it was at this time that he clearly heard the "creak" sound of the toilet sliding door being pulled open outside the cubicle.
Someone came in.
Before he could think about it, Rand hugged Munster's body and ripped him alive from the ceiling.
Munster nimbly fell into Rand's arms, its long, cold hands wrapped around Rand's waist, and its tail wrapped around his shoulders. Its heavy weight made Rand groan involuntarily, and his body was too weak to shake and slammed into the toilet cubicle.
At last he stumbled, holding Munster's body in his arms, and sat on the toilet.
Munster quickly shifted to a comfortable position, careful not to let his tail stick to the ground, and then twitched his nose.
It immediately noticed the wound on Rand's forehead, and its body instantly showed a bright bright blue due to rage, it hummed softly, and then pressed its face to Rand.
"orchid… "
It grinned ready to call out Rand's name, but before he could finish speaking, Rand covered his mouth.
As he stroked Munster's tentacles and back, he felt every nerve in himself tense. He lowered his voice to the lowest level and whispered in Munster's ear.
"Shh... I'm fine," Rand said in a breathy voice, reassuring Munster.
The warm airflow when the human exhaled made Munster's ear thorns shake, and the film between the thorns was instantly dyed with some purple peacock blue.
Rand hadn't noticed Munster's physical changes, he was listening intently to what was going on outside the cubicle.
Thank God, Rand's handling of Munster was timely, and the ordinary human who broke into the wrong toilet at the wrong time didn't see Munster's appearance.
Unlike most of the gloomy people in the entire hospital, he even sounded in a good mood, humming a tune out of tune.
However, the thing that made Rand feel cold sweat happened quickly, because the man walked straight into the cubicle next to Rand.
Rand could even hear him unzipping the zipper clearly.
And Munster seemed quite anxious about the existence of another man, especially when the faint smell of urine floated over from the compartment, Rand immediately noticed that under his palm, Munster's scales It started to open up piece by piece...
[Calm down, Munster, calm down a bit]
For Rand, the passerby with cystitis (of course he didn't know this), the faint ammonia smell of urine just made him feel a little uncomfortable, but for Munster, human urine The rich pheromone contained in it makes it with a keen sense of smell reach the limit of anxiety.
Especially in the presence of Rand, the other party's behavior is like some kind of Chi Luoluo provocation to it.
According to its nature, at this time it should have rushed over and tore the lowly and fragile human male to pieces, but Rand held it firmly. The only thing Munster could do was to flap his tail, and his slimy fin slapped Rand's body wetly... and then made a slightly strange sound.
"Damn—"
Rand couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.
The other party's ditty stopped the moment that voice sounded.
"Rand?"
Munster muttered vaguely under Rand's palm.
Rand could only desperately make quiet gestures to it.
Munster's four eyes blinked quickly above Munster's palm, staring curiously at Rand's nervous appearance.
Then it suddenly stretched out its blue tongue, wriggling the sunflower-shaped tentacles at the top, and licking Rand's palms and fingers wetly.
Although he didn't know why, Munster found that when he saw that Rand's cheeks were flushed red due to tension, and the tip of his nose was oozing with fine sweat, there would be a light and numb feeling in his heart.
"Munster!"
Rand gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and approached Munster.
The latter's tail was wrapping around his waist.
Munster's tail slid up his waist as he pulled his fingers hard from the tip of Munster's tongue. Caught off guard, Rand couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
The man in the cubicle zipped up, flushed, and walked out.
But as he passed the cubicle where Rand and Munster were, he knocked hard on the cubicle door.
"Hey man, I hate to say this, but I gotta say it's a public place, so no matter how passionate you are, go back to your house! Can't you guys be more public?! I'm both I'm going to be unable to pee!" He protested angrily.