Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 362 - 361 Darkness and Despair

Seeing the Human-faced Snake behind the glass, Song Zhen was startled, "I've turned into this?"

The next moment she realized that what was in front of her was not a mirror, but a piece of transparent glass.

But upon seeing the Human-faced Snake, Song Zhen couldn't help but scrutinize her own body.

"I'm crawling?" Song Zhen looked at her movements in horror, "Why am I crawling? After I came out of the door, shouldn't I have stood up and walked?" She thought about how she just felt the corridors and doors around her were somewhat too tall and the ground somewhat rough—all because she was crawling.

Song Zhen tried to stand up forcefully but found that after standing, her limbs felt weak and there was a strong desire to lie down on the ground.

'Is this the result of being distorted?' Song Zhen looked at her hands with a mix of fear and anxiety, "Am I going insane?"

Just then, the thumping sound rang out. Song Zhen looked up and saw the Human-faced Snake bumping its head against the glass, looking at her and saying, "Save me!"

"Why do you want to kill me!"

The other's legs were joined together, slapping the ground like a snake's tail, making a light patting sound.

The other twisted and moved back and forth on the ground, the friction of their clothes against the floor making a continuous rustling sound.

"The thing that was chasing me in the room just now was this kind of creature?" Song Zhen couldn't help but think about the abnormalities on her own body, "Will I turn into this kind of thing?"

A chill rose from the bottom of her heart. Song Zhen forced herself to be spirited, straightened up, and continued walking forward.

Only to see rows of glass, behind them all, full of various Human-faced Snakes.

Some had only shrunken limbs and crept on the ground.

Others had grown scales, their eyes turning into yellow vertical pupils.

And some kept flicking their tongues, revealing the forks on their tongues.

"What are these Heavenly Demons up to?" Song Zhen suddenly felt her feet slip and, looking down, she saw that at some point, a large pool of mucus had appeared on the ground, extending out as if something had been dragged across it.

Just then, a creaking noise was heard. In the quiet corridor, it carried far. Song Zhen quickly turned around, "Has someone opened a door?"

The patter of footsteps sounded.

Song Zhen walked forward quickly but felt increasingly tired, her limbs aching and weak.

'It would be faster to crawl.'

When Song Zhen realized the strangeness of this thought, she had already crawled far on the ground.

Wanting to stand up but feeling too slow by walking, Song Zhen gritted her teeth and continued to crawl forward, "I'll worry about this after I escape, now's not the time to fuss about these things."

As she kept crawling, Song Zhen suddenly noticed a shadow appeared under her feet, a huge shadow completely engulfing her body, while above her head a voice kept softly echoing.

"Song Zhen..."

"Save me..."

"Why do you want to kill me..."

With the soft calls above, a steady drip of mucus from the direction of the ceiling fell down, landing on Song Zhen's body, hands, and ground.

Song Zhen felt a chill in her heart, "Is there something above me?"

At the same time, the patter of footsteps behind her grew closer. Song Zhen, with cold sweat all over her head, frantically sped up to crawl away and finally saw at the end of a row of glass doors, a winding staircase emerged in front of her.

Song Zhen hurriedly crawled up, and once she entered the staircase, the huge shadow, the cries for help, and the mucus dripping from the ceiling all vanished.

The walls of the winding staircase were full of rows of lightbulbs, shining the staircase incredibly bright.

But Song Zhen didn't crawl for long before she heard the patter of footsteps coming from below—it was someone running up the stairs.

'Has that thing that opened the door caught up?'

Song Zhen felt increasingly tense, using hands and feet, she frantically crawled upward.

Yet the footsteps grew faster and closer.

"Song Zhen."

Song Zhen turned around sharply only to see Qin Tian standing behind her, "Song Zhen, you're still alive?"

"Captain?" Song Zhen looked at Qin Tian with excitement.

Qin Tian said, "Don't talk now, let's move fast. Something is terribly wrong with this place. We must escape and report to the higher-ups. The Heavenly Demon is conducting human experimentation."

The two supported each other as they moved upwards. Song Zhen carefully sized up Qin Tian and realized that unlike her, his limbs weren't weak and he did not feel the urge to crawl.

Unable to help herself, Song Zhen asked, "Captain, did you see any monsters? The ones crawling on the ceiling."

Qin Tian frowned, "No. Can you use Primordial Spirit power? Has your body been drugged too?"

Song Zhen helplessly nodded her head; it was clear that their combat abilities were no better than ordinary people's. They had no option but to run.

As they progressed up the spiraling staircase, it seemed like an endless spiral, as if no matter how much they walked, they couldn't find their way out.

With the continuous upward spiral, they even began to feel an illusion, as if they weren't walking up a staircase, but traversing the intestines of a giant snake, moving deeper into the snake's body.

The next moment, Song Zhen instinctively looked back, only to find darkness behind her, where all the light had disappeared without her noticing.

Qin Tian said, "Move faster, I have a bad feeling."

They soon found that as their speed increased, the lights around them were extinguishing faster, and the invisible darkness behind them seemed like a giant mouth, closing in on Qin Tian and Song Zhen.

The cold and damp feeling from the darkness swept over her back, like a wet tongue licking her spine, making her hair stand on end.

Faster!

Even faster!

Song Zhen ran upstairs like a madwoman. Suddenly, she pulled away from Qin Tian's grasp and started to scramble up the stairs on all fours.

Now that he was no longer supporting Song Zhen, Qin Tian sped up even more, overtaking Song Zhen and sprinting forward.

Watching his retreating figure, Song Zhen suddenly felt an eerie sensation hit her.

'Is Qin Tian trying to outrun me?'

'If I am caught, will it buy him time?'

Dark thoughts kept surfacing in Song Zhen's mind. She couldn't help thinking, "Tackle him. If he gets caught, I can escape."

But Qin Tian kept running faster, and Song Zhen felt her limbs growing weaker, wanting to collapse to the ground, unable to catch up with Qin Tian.

She saw Qin Tian turn his head, the corner of his mouth sporting a wicked smirk, his gaze strange and indescribable.

'Has Qin Tian gone mad? Has he become deformed?'

The next moment, as the lights behind her extinguished one by one, the darkness finally caught up with Song Zhen, swallowing her whole. The rustling sounds surrounded her, making her shudder with cold sweat.

Her body was engulfed in darkness, feeling stiff all over, powerless to exert any strength.

'It's over. The monsters are coming.'

Just then, a light shone in front of her. Song Zhen looked up to see Qin Tian, who had opened a door at some point and was shouting at her, "We're at the top! Come here! The exit is this way!"

In the light's glow, Song Zhen, like grasping at straws, rushed out insanely, bumping into Qin Tian, and the two tumbled out of the door together.

At the same time, the last lightbulb in the staircase went out, and the entire spiraling staircase plunged into darkness. The dark silence was filled with sighs that eventually faded into nothingness.

Song Zhen and Qin Tian slowly stood up, surveyed the hall in front of them, and were just about to breathe a sigh of relief when they realized that things were far from over.

From the stairwell, threads of darkness continued to spread.

Meanwhile, a dark figure crawled out of the hallway at the end of the hall, its eyes fixed on them.

They saw the figure open its mouth, revealing white teeth, and murmured softly, "Borrowing a strand of hair."

The next moment, Song Zhen and Qin Tian discovered with horror that their bodies seemed out of control, moving on their own, tearing at their hair while rushing towards the figure.

Watching the figure on the ceiling draw closer, a look of despair flashed in Song Zhen's eyes.

'Am I going to die here?'

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