Paintings of Terror

Four different negative films, four styles of horror.

The first photo: Lu Heng took it on the second floor where the corpse was. The crowd and the corpse disappeared, only the figure of a strange woman was photographed, walking much slower than ordinary people. ogqF5A

The second photo: Mai Peng took the photo in the room where everyone was staying. No one appeared in the photo. There was only an animal, invisible to the naked eyes, with glowing eyes by the window.

The third photo: another photo taken by Mai Peng at the same time and place, but a large group of people with unknown identities gathered to eat. One of them was holding a large object which appeared to be a bit strange.

The fourth photo: a shot of the dark corridor taken by Mai Peng through the crack of the door. There was an approaching black shadow, who was carrying an animal with glowing eyes.

Because the content of the photos was so bizarre, no one could even start a discussion. There was only silence. dFiNOh

This kind of fear was not so much born from the heart, it was more appropriate to say that it came from both external and internal. Something invisible seemed to exist, covering everyone’s pores, and it might have even overlapped with someone in the room.

That fear tormented everyone’s skin and nerves, as if it could crush people into pieces at any time — and these pieces would be shards of cold iron. Wherever the lodestone of terror appeared, these shards would immediately stand up sharply and be controlled and toyed with like fools.

After who knew how long, Du Lingyu said faintly: “Did we lit incense in our room? I can vaguely smell incense just now.”

“I lit it,” Mu Yiran said. “If we stay here too long, everyone’s biological clock will deviate. In order to figure out the time here, we need something to measure the time.” gNiW1h

“Is it a joss stick?” Du Lingyu asked.

“Yes, we have a type of long and thin incense in our goods. The smell is faint and it’s very durable. I lit one after lunch and it hasn’t burned out yet.” There was no trace of panic in Mu Yiran’s voice. He was still as calm as ever, which made people feel somewhat at ease.

Qin Ci also spoke: “I have already checked the effect of that incense. It is said to keep people refreshed. It’s safe and non-toxic.”

Hearing this, Du Lingyu even had an infinitely pessimistic thought: If everyone fell asleep and was poisoned to death in their sleep by the scent of chronic poison, they wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. IG94dN

Someone yawned. As if to respond, many others couldn’t help but yawn too.

“Some people have already started to feel sleepy, but I think it’s only five o’clock in the afternoon.” Qin Ci said.

Lu Heng: “Cao Youning has fallen asleep.”