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“2010Year, July 15th, the first scene of 'Buried Alive'..." Rodrigo stood in front of the camera with a slate in hand, arranging for the first scene, but before he finished speaking, he He put down the clapperboard and shouted to the group of mercenaries who were whispering next to him, "Quiet, do you know what quiet is?" Everyone is quiet, even breathing is controlled by me! This is the middle of the desert. This is the scene where a life was buried alive. There is no sound here. There is no life here except Paul. So, shut up, shut up! If you still want to get a check.“
Rodrigo's emotions were a little extreme, because he had experienced everything at the funeral company that day, and he knew what real fear and despair should be like. The group of mercenaries at the scene were still chatting, which was simply... ridiculous extreme.
Originally, some people wanted to make a few jokes, but after hearing the last sentence, everyone shut their mouths. There was only a low breathing sound, which was insignificant in the air flowing warehouse. smell.
Rodrigo turned his head and glanced at Renly who was lying in the wooden box. His anger was still not suppressed after all, "Back off, everyone except Edward took three steps back. Your breathing can be heard on the radio.".“
The mercenaries all had expressions of joking and disdain on their faces, and they obviously didn't care about Rodrigo's fuss - the sound of breathing was so subtle, not to mention whether the microphone was sensitive enough to be put in. Even if it could, it would flow with the air. The voices were mixed together, and the audience couldn't identify them. Rodrigo was obviously borrowing the topic; but people had to lower their heads under the eaves, so they exchanged glances with each other and took a few steps back lazily and slowly..
After waiting for a while, Rodrigo picked up the clapperboard again, "July 15, 2010, the first scene of the first act of 'Buried Alive', the first attempt..“
Along with the voice, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and the filming of the first scene officially started..
Due to the special nature of the movie "Buried Alive", Rodrigo decided to complete the filming according to the timeline. Therefore, there was nothing to choose from in the first scene, which was the moment when Paul woke up after being kidnapped. No matter how difficult or easy it was, degree, everything is completed according to the order of the timeline.
Now, the camera was fixed on Renly's lower abdomen, locking the close-up picture from below. Then, all the surrounding lights were extinguished. The warehouse door had been closed long ago, and even sunshade curtains were hung. The airy space seemed a bit stuffy, and now even the light had completely disappeared. The panic that came from the invisible emptiness slowly spread in the silence..
Even the mercenaries who wanted to joke became really quiet..
Edward held his breath and focused on the viewfinder in his hand, watching every move in the camera. He didn't want his breathing to be an excuse for Renly to mess up the first scene. He wanted to see this. What tricks can this guy pull off?.
Darkness, darkness beyond reach, no sound at all in the absolute darkness, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a steady and long breathing stirring the air, it sounds like... It seems like someone is sleeping deeply. This kind of stable tranquility even makes people feel a little drowsy. The whole world is filled with peace..
Edward couldn't help but frowned. The filming had already started. What was that guy doing? They were an independent crew, and film cost money. Every second Renly wasted was a waste of their precious funds. Could it be that the boy was asleep? Really asleep? Otherwise, how could your breathing be so steady? This is really...a joke.
“Uh." My breathing suddenly became disordered, as if I took a deep breath reflexively, disrupting the entire rhythm of sleep. Then my breathing suddenly stopped. The silence of the moment completely solidified the darkness, but it was only for a moment. , and then breathing began to become painful. The struggle and depression hidden in the increasingly disordered breathing was like an octopus, slowly opening its tentacles..
This slowly surging emotion in the silence is not turbulent, but it makes people shiver, just like the cold air spreading. I don't feel it at first, but goosebumps appear and are followed by shivers. , then he involuntarily rubbed his skin with his hands, trying to keep warm..
Edward couldn't help but shuddered..
Is it a nightmare? A nightmare filled with torment? Although there are only changes in the sound of breathing, everything is so real that it makes the heart start to contract..
“Huh...huh..." His breathing began to get heavier and longer, but it seemed to be blocked by something. In the darkness, you could clearly feel that he was exerting all his strength, trying his best to make his breathing smoother, but nothing happened. It was difficult, and then he began to cough violently, but even the cough was dull and difficult, and the struggle spread in every cell of the body..
When the cough subsided, his breathing became rapid, as if he had finally woken up from a nightmare, and then began to look around. The disordered breathing sounds kept changing positions on the left and right sides, and it seemed that he was looking for something, looking at something, but All these actions are in vain, nothing can be seen in the absolute darkness.
But at this moment, the breathing became extremely earnest, and you could even faintly hear a trace of fear. After struggling with tense muscles, still nothing was achieved. The whole person hit an object heavily, making a dull sound..
This sound and the accompanying pain made him stop struggling, and his breath disappeared instantly, as if his throat was being strangled..
Edward couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, the invisible fear swarmed in from all directions. Humanity's greatest fear always comes from the unknown, the unknown fear of outer space, the future, ghosts and gods, etc., in the infinite darkness, The emotion contained in the only sound of breathing amplified the unknown to the limit, and his palms began to become wet..
Struggled, struggled violently, but after the sound of breathing resumed again, the ping-pong-pong collision sound was mixed with the chaotic and rapid breathing sound, bringing a hopeless fear, as if no matter how hard you struggled, you could not get rid of the restraints, no matter what, No matter how hard you try, you can't tear through the darkness. The smell of blood permeates the breathing and gradually spreads..
“Drink." The breathing stopped again, and then the collision sound disappeared, leaving only the trivial sound of cloth rubbing, sometimes accompanied by the sound of unintentional collision with objects. The cramped and oppressive feeling in the narrow space began to be conveyed, as if He was trapped in a space not much larger than his body. His increasingly rapid breathing revealed the heat and thinness of the air. The frequency of his heart pounding began to accelerate, and the spurting out of adrenaline made his mouth dry..
What happened to him? What happened to him? What danger is he facing? Countless unknown questions came to his face, almost suffocating Edward.
“Uh." A dull cry of pain came over, and the suppressed voice was tainted with a trace of unnoticeable crying. But in the blink of an eye, this fragility disappeared, replaced by the determination and decisiveness of survival, and the breath was in the blink of an eye. It calmed down after a while, but it was still heavy and turbid. You could hear that he was forcing himself to calm down, and he had to calm down even if his mission was hanging by a thread..
Amidst the friction of cloth, there was a sound of flint rubbing and colliding. It sounded like... it seemed like a lighter.！
Was it that moment of calmness that allowed him to find the lighter? A faint hope began to sprout from the bottom of his heart. If it was really a lighter, that would be great. Flame is the second life of human beings. After dispelling the darkness, at least he could determine his situation and think of a way to save himself..
Lighter, please be a lighter. Involuntary prayers arose deep in Edward's heart. I don't know from which moment he became immersed in it, and his mind began to fluctuate with the changes in his breathing..
“Wipe it, wipe it." The sound of the lighter clashing came over, but there was still no fire visible, "Ah! ah! "The cry for help that was held in the throat was pounding dullly, as if it couldn't even shout out. The extreme suppression wrapped all the gunpowder in it. It wanted to explode, but it was suppressed..
The turbulent emotions crashed through the boundless darkness. Adriana felt like she was out of breath, and her heart was about to explode. The suffocation squeezed her throat tightly. Before she could react, Tears had filled her eyes before. She didn't even know what this warmth meant. Sympathy? fear? panic? Or something else? She couldn't help biting her lower lip to prevent herself from shouting, but her desperate hands grabbed her ankles, making her almost scream..
“ah! "The rapid breathing became heavier and louder, and the dull sound that sounded like a mute shouting was mixed in, which made people even more frightened, "Wipe! "A flash of fire suddenly lit up, but it was fleeting, but even so, everyone tightened their muscles, stood up straight, and leaned forward eagerly and eagerly. That meager hope was growing. growing up.
“wipe! Scratch! "The friction sound of the lighter became louder and louder, the light flickered on and off, the rope of hope swayed, and finally began to straighten, a deep yellow fire light lit up, and the darkness began to recede like a tide, but still nothing. Completely left, surrounded by the weak flames, watching eagerly.
Under the firelight, one can see a quarter of the face and only one eye. The dark brown eye scanned the surroundings in a panic. The fear, confusion, doubt, pain, and panic revealed in the eyes were intertwined and mixed together. The rapid and hot breathing continues to heat up.
Suddenly, his breathing stopped and his pupils exploded. It was as if he could clearly see despair blooming like fireworks. The whole world collapsed, and time and space instantly solidified. The small world projected by the fire was a sealed wooden coffin, and hope had just begun. ignited, then extinguished.
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