Chapter Fifty-Seven: Multiple Nightmares
After the door opened, outside stood a handsome young man.
This handsome young man was wearing the hotel's uniform, and in front of him was a trolley on which were many snacks wrapped in cling film.
At this moment, the handsome young man looked anxious and still held a phone in his hand, as if he was about to make a call. Only after seeing Wang Qing come out did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Guest, what happened to you just now? I heard your screams from the hallway. I thought something might have happened to you, and I was just about to call the police to save you."
Normally, Wang Qing would have actively approached such a handsome young man, and with him showing such concern, her favorable impression would naturally have doubled.
But tonight was an exception. Having just experienced a terrifying nightmare, her mood was terrible, so even though she knew his intentions were good, her words were quite impolite.
"Call, call, call your sister, call! Are there fewer women screaming in this hotel at night? You're a staff member here, don't you know that? " Wang Qing cursed.
The staff member smiled wryly and replied, "It's precisely because I'm used to hearing them that I immediately felt your scream was different. I just wanted to help you, afraid something might have happened."
"Get lost! Your scream is the one that's wrong! How should one scream? I'm more experienced than you, do I need you to teach me? " Wang Qing cursed angrily, about to close the door.
"What? Do you want to come inside? " Wang Qing scrutinized the staff member from head to toe and asked.
"No, no, I was wrong just now. I'm not very good with words. Beautiful lady, please don't take it to heart, and please don't complain about me."
As he spoke, the staff member took a box of snacks from the trolley and handed it to Wang Qing.
"Please accept these snacks, beautiful lady, consider them my apology to you."
Hearing they were snacks and an apology, Wang Qing snorted coldly but still accepted the snacks. Then, under the staff member's fawning smile, she slammed the door shut with a bang.
Sitting on the bed, Wang Qing checked the time. It was three o'clock in the morning.
Fatty Qu had left after two o'clock. After that, she simply showered before going to bed. She had thought she slept for a long time, but hadn't expected to wake up at just three o'clock.
There was an important detail, but Wang Qing, in her current state, had overlooked it. She frequently checked into this hotel. At this time of night, how could there be a staff member pushing a trolley selling snacks?
She hadn't thought of this. The nightmare she just had had truly terrified her, and her head was still buzzing. How could she have the presence of mind to notice such a detail?
Looking at the food container beside her, its lid was tightly closed, and it was sealed with a layer of cling film. She couldn't tell what was inside the box. The handsome young man hadn't elaborated, only saying it contained snacks.
As she looked at the food container, Wang Qing's stomach involuntarily rumbled; clearly, she was quite hungry.
She reached out for the food container, but her hand paused halfway. She suddenly recalled the scenes from her previous dream—those terrifying moments made her body tremble involuntarily, and her outstretched hand slowly retracted.
Withdrawing her hand, Wang Qing grumbled, took out a cigarette, and lit it, her expression full of frustration.
She truly hadn't imagined that one day, she would be so frightened by a dream. Even after waking up from the dream, her heart still couldn't settle down for a long time, filled with fear. She was so scared she didn't even dare to open the lid of a simple snack!
Taking several deep drags from the cigarette, the more Wang Qing thought about it, the more frustrated she felt. Then, with a sudden motion, she slammed the cigarette in her hand onto the floor.
"Screw this! It's just a dream! It's absolutely no reason to scare me like this!"
As her words fell, her gaze once again fell upon the food container beside her. She gritted her teeth and made a decision.
"Frightened by a dream and now I don't dare to touch a food container? Then in my dream, I even ate stewed human flesh. Does that mean I shouldn't even eat regular meals anymore? How ridiculous!"
As she spoke, Wang Qing reached out and grabbed the food container. As her words finished, she tore off the cling film and then opened the food container.
Although Wang Qing spoke harshly, the moment she opened the food container, her heart still couldn't help but tremble. To say there was no fear in her heart would clearly be impossible.
The food container opened, and there was nothing terrifying inside. Instead, neatly arranged, was a row of sausages.
These sausages were very short, skewered on bamboo sticks. But judging by their length, they seemed to be half a sausage each with bamboo sticks inserted. Furthermore, these sausages were also a bit smaller than normal ones.
Not seeing the terrifying things she had imagined, Wang Qing let out a sigh of relief, and her taut nerves relaxed.
"How stingy! These sausages are short and thin, gone in one bite. Never mind one, a few together wouldn't even fill me up."
Complaining under her breath, Wang Qing took a piece of sausage from the box. She was truly hungry at this moment, and although she was complaining, she had no intention of not eating it.
She took a bite, and Wang Qing immediately frowned, releasing it with an angry expression.
"Is this sausage or rebar? Why is it so hard?"
With that bite, Wang Qing had only managed to leave tooth marks on the sausage.
"You disliked them being thin and short, so I could only increase their hardness. Otherwise, you'd complain they were too soft again."
The sudden voice startled Wang Qing. She looked towards the source of the sound and saw that at some unknown point, an extra person had appeared in the room.
Ah!
Wang Qing screamed in fright. Sitting on the bed, her body instinctively recoiled backwards.
The person who had suddenly appeared in her room was none other than the staff member who had just delivered her snacks!
"How did you get in here? What do you want? " Wang Qing was both terrified and furious, and roared at the man.
"I was afraid you'd be lonely, so I came to perform a magic trick for you. Heh heh. " The man laughed, but this time, his smile was no longer fawning and obsequious as before; instead, it had become sinister.
"Your damn magic trick! Are you insane? Get out! Get out immediately! Otherwise, I'm calling the police!"
The man ignored Wang Qing's enraged shouts and threats. Instead, with a sinister grin, he nonchalantly took out a pair of scissors and snipped off the pinky finger of his other hand.
Snip!
Like cutting a tree branch, the man's pinky finger was severed. But a bizarre scene unfolded: no blood spurted from the wound, and the severed finger vanished into thin air. The man's face held a smile, showing no trace of pain, as if the finger he had just cut off was not his own.
Wang Qing was initially stunned speechless, but then, a piercing pain suddenly shot through her left pinky finger. She felt her left hand become wet, and looking down, her mouth gaped open in terror.
Her left pinky finger had been severed at some unknown point, and blood continuously gushed from the wound, staining the bedsheet crimson.
What terrified her even more was that the piece of sausage she held in her hand was no longer a sausage, but a finger—a bloody finger!
This finger still bore tooth marks, left from when she had just bitten into it. But no matter how she looked at it now, she felt that this finger was her own pinky.
Wang Qing was trembling all over, too terrified to speak. She just stared blankly at the finger skewered on the bamboo stick, as if her soul had been lost.
The man seemed very pleased with Wang Qing's reaction. He smirked and said, "The magic trick isn't over yet. Watch me."
Wang Qing was as if entranced. As the man's words fell, her gaze uncontrollably shifted towards him.
She didn't want to look, but a force compelled her.
She saw the man, amidst a series of strange laughs, snip, snip, snip, snip, successively severing all the fingers on his left hand. Just like before, no blood gushed from the wounds, and all the severed fingers vanished. Meanwhile, Wang Qing felt as if all four other fingers on her left hand had been severed.
Sure enough, when that bizarre force compelled her to look at her left hand, she saw that her left hand had no fingers left. It was bare and utterly horrifying.
Before she could scream, that bizarre force compelled her gaze to shift towards the food container beside her.
Upon seeing this, Wang Qing's tears streamed down in fright.
Where were the sausages in the food container now? What lay there were four fingers, severed at the base—thumb, index finger, middle finger, ring finger. These four fingers were arranged inside the food container, each skewered with a bamboo stick for easy eating.
These four fingers, plus the finger Wang Qing was currently holding, were exactly the five fingers mysteriously severed from her left hand.
"You eat first. I'll prepare a tougher dish for you."
As the man's voice rang out, that
bizarre force once again controlled Wang Qing's gaze, compelling her to look at where the man stood.
She saw that the man had, at some unknown point, produced a chainsaw. He skillfully cut his own head off cleanly, then, like cutting open a coconut, removed the top of his skull, revealing the human brain.
"Heh heh, eat more brain to supplement yourself; it's very effective. One is worth five pig brains."
As these words fell, Wang Qing suddenly felt a chill in her neck. Immediately after, her head slid off her neck, caught by her own hands.
Her headless body cradled the head to its chest. The top of the skull had been severed at some unknown point, but Wang Qing couldn't see this. What she could see was that the man had inexplicably reverted to his original state, and was smiling as he walked towards her, and in his hand, he held a long straw.
"Worried you wouldn't be able to eat your own brain, I thoughtfully prepared a special straw for you, my dear guest. One end inserted into your brain, and the other into your mouth. You just need to suck hard. Don't feel any psychological burden; just pretend it's coconut water."
Wang Qing couldn't take it anymore and directly fainted from fright.
Ah!
With a scream, Wang Qing abruptly sat up from the bed. She was drenched all over, as if she'd been pulled from water. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips constantly trembling, and the entire room reeked of feces and urine.
She was still in the hotel, still in bed. Everything just now was still a dream. Only this time, in the dream, she had been so scared that she lost control of her bowels and bladder.
She sat on the bed, trembling, her expression filled with terror. After an unknown amount of time, she gradually came to her senses, realizing that everything just now was fake, that it was all a dream.
However, just as this thought surfaced in her mind, all the lights in the room suddenly went out. A chilling, terrifying laughter suddenly echoed in the room. In the pitch-black room, she seemed to feel an extra person behind her, pressing tightly against her back.
Hope had just blossomed in her heart, but now she was plunged back into despair. Wang Qing let out a horrific scream and fainted again, only to sit up from the bed once more.
Everything just now was also just a dream. But now, this time she had woken up—was she still in a dream, or had she returned to reality? She didn't know, she truly didn't know.
At this moment, she knew nothing but fear.
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