2472 drowning suffocation
“snap.”
Edmund left the hospital bed and touched the ground with his bare feet, making a crisp sound, which hit Holden's heart like thunder. Before his mind could react, his subconscious had already sounded the alarm, and he was frightened. Grasping his heart fiercely, it contracted instantly and cut off his breathing..
Holden reflexively cast his gaze towards the surveillance window, trying to ask for help. He needed help..
But then Holden realized his gaffe, quickly looked away, lowered his voice and remained calm, “No need. Really..”
He could feel his stiffness, from his voice to his sight. His neck seemed to be stiff and fixed, and he stared blankly at Edmund's shoulder, allowing the focus and focus to be completely concentrated, as if he was staring at his shoulder. There is a wrinkle on it, and then he thinks about where the wrinkle came from. Only in this way, his peripheral vision will not wander around - to avoid seeing the centipede-like crooked wound again..
Pink and tender.
Twisted.
But the picture was deeply imprinted in his mind, which made Holden's nerves tense again. His already tired and weak spirit was forced to draw closer again, all the remaining thoughts tightened, and then he couldn't help but Start counting in your head: from one to ten and from ten to one.
Even so, the chills still started from the end of the spine and went up to the scalp..
Edmund sat at the end of the bed and looked at Holden quietly, but his eyes were changing subtly - if it was aggressive oppression before, now it has evolved into a... The sympathy and tenderness in his eyes seem to be sizing up his lover..
Delicate and soft, warm and light.
There seems to be no problem with this. The only violation is the wound on his arm. The crooked centipede is always sounding the alarm: This is a cruel and cold-blooded killer. He killed his grandparents. He killed himself. 's mother, and many other victims.
Who can be sure whether he looked at his victims like this before he killed them?？
Fear quietly arises in the tenderness.
Unknowingly, the entire ward fell into silence, a deathly silence, with only the sound of the air conditioner making a slight noise. The cold air caused goose bumps to appear on the surface of the skin, and involuntarily produced an illusion, always feeling that one could do it. Hear the sound of gurgling water：
Is it the water pipes that are making the sound, or is it the blood that is flowing?？
Edmond tilted his head slightly, his eyes becoming gentler, "You know? Women were very indifferent to me at first, and they were unwilling to share; in this life, no one wants to interact with me, even at home when I was a child. The same goes for cats you raise.”
Then, Edmund glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the doctors and nurses in the monitoring window had left for something to do. There was no one else monitoring the whole ward, only him and Holden were left..
“creak.”
Edmund sat down heavily and stood up with the help of the rebounding force of the mattress. The sound of springs being suppressed, the sound of shackles colliding, the sound of footsteps colliding with the ground...all the sounds were intertwined. , and the waves of air caused by Edmond's super big body standing up quickly, and countless sounds mixed with the face, and a stormy wave was set off in the narrow ward space..
Oops！
Almost at the same time, just half a beat slower, Holden stood up suddenly. The instinct of the beast led him to form a corner confrontation with Edmund..
But...the momentum was severely suppressed.
Not only because Edmund's size and physique completely suppressed Holden, but also because Holden's conditioned reflex to stand up eagerly revealed his panic. That kind of vigilance and panic put Holden's momentum completely at a disadvantage. The sense of crisis that cuts through the skin makes all the hairs on the body stand on end..
Quiet.
still.
Both Holden and Edmund remained completely still, as if even the air was frozen. No one dared to break the deadlock rashly..
The stagnant air caused a stiff confrontation between the two people, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was quietly filling the air..
“The only way I can have those girls..." Edmond spoke, his eyes becoming gentler and gentler, looking at Holden affectionately and intently, but his words were so cold that they had no warmth and were filled with the smell of blood. , "...just kill them. It worked. They became my spiritual wives and they are still with me.”
Holden was motionless, his stiff muscles couldn’t move at all.
Edmund slowly turned his head and looked towards the surveillance window. Only then did Holden react, and the corner of his eyes followed him.：
empty.
Only then did Holden notice that the surveillance window was completely empty. The feeling of fear instantly strangled his throat. The calmness on the surface was tense to the extreme. His slightly trembling pupils were revealing his true emotions. There was only one thing in his mind. An Thought: The Devil Can Smell Fear.
But this is a perfect game for Edmund, who firmly holds the initiative..
“The most interesting thing about the intensive care unit is that there is no system to notify the guards. This is very short-sighted, after all, the number of people entering and exiting is complicated." The unhurried tone and speed of speech, the slightly vague pronunciation, there is no change, not even any fluctuation. , this sounds familiar？
this is edmond.
This is still... this is still Holden.
Holden used to speak like this, and Edmond did the same, more carefully. Now Edmond consciously imitates Holden's pronunciation..
Although it is not 100% consistent, you can detect the subtle changes between the lines, so that it is impossible to tell whether it is Holden who was assimilated after talking to Edmond, or whether Edmond and Holden The conversation was changed, and two completely different souls were overlapping..
fear！
This is really scary！
The entire filming set was strangled by the throat, and there was no sound at all, just watching Cameron, and more importantly, watching Renly..
In a daze, they had completely lost their judgment. It seemed that Cameron was enjoying Renly's performance, and it seemed that Holden was gradually evolving into Edmund. That temperament began to gradually approach and even... , and then developed a weird and terrifying "mirror effect"”.
So, what's going on? What is happening now? What should they do? The emotion of fear and panic makes people unable to move.
“I can kill you easily right now." Edmund is approaching.
step.
Then take one step forward.
Edmond gradually approached Holden in this way. He could clearly see that the curve of Holden's jaw had completely tightened, and his slightly trembling pupils revealed the panic deep inside. The more Holden controlled it, the more nervous he became. Nervous, that precarious trembling that seems to break at any moment.
Edmond's eyes shone slightly, as if he was probing into a black hole. His upper body leaned forward slightly, looking into the depths of Holden's pupils from top to bottom, and then he could see the rippling water. , even though he tried his best to control, he could not avoid the slight redness of his eyes. More importantly, Holden held his breath, and his muscles were tense to the extreme, as if he could avoid injury by suspended animation..
But with a slight distance, these details are not noticeable, as if they never existed. Holden is still the calm Holden..
No wonder people always, don’t get too close, otherwise all the truth will come to light and you may be disillusioned at any time.
However, Edmund likes Holden like this, that kind of fragility that can be broken off at once, which makes him see...himself.
“Before someone shows up, do something interesting to you." Edmund's voice became softer and softer, like a whisper in Holden's ear, and then the rhythm also slowed down, like a gentle movement, Worry about alerting the elf next to the pillow, "Then you will be with me in spirit.".”
madman.
madman！
This is crazy！
Holden couldn't even make a fist. His stiff body completely stayed in place, unable to move or breathe. Fear had completely taken over; what was even more frightening was that what he was really afraid of now was not Edmund. It's the self reflected in Edmund's eyes：
That kind of arrogance, that kind of pride, that kind of arrogance, that kind of belief, that kind of cold-bloodedness, that kind of strength... that kind of aloof attitude that firmly controls the overall situation.
Slowly, just like this, his reflection in Edmund's pupils became blurry, and then overlapped with Edmond's face, indistinguishable from each other..
He was afraid of Edmund, and he was even more afraid of himself who would gradually evolve into Edmund. This thought grabbed his throat tightly, and he tried to escape, but there was nowhere to escape - he could escape. Edmund, but how could he escape himself? what should he do？
No. No, no, no. This is an illusion. This is just an illusion. This is an illusion created by me in panic. This is not the case..
Holden's slightly trembling pupils were denying it, and he even tried to regain consciousness, but...he couldn't control it, he had lost control.
Cameron smelled the smell of fear - he had never known that hormones really had a taste, and the smell of fear was sweet, like caramel, not rich but mellow enough to make people feel I can't help but want to stick out my tongue, lick and taste it.
In those deep and clear eyes, Cameron saw Edmond and Holden in Edmond's eyes, and a powerful force burst out from it, pulling his collar toward the black hole. He came closer, just like the whirlpool of "Vertigo", swallowing him up with all its teeth and claws..
But it's not fear, it's enjoyment.
Cameron is enjoying the beauty and grace of this moment, as if... it is as if he is dancing, not ballet or waltz, but tango, a tango that is as passionate as life and death, and They are moving towards the abyss, but still burst out with unimaginable passion.
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