The morgue door is also two mobile stretcher bed size, Gu Jun as if nothing happened to go in, a cold breath suddenly rushed to his face.
Gu Jun looked around. It was the first time he had set foot in this place. It was not spacious. The ceiling was dimly lit. There was a large stainless steel corpse freezer on the left and right sides. There were ten mortuaries in each. The doors of the cupboard were all closed. I didn't know if there were bodies in it.
In front of them were some tool cabinets, a few mobile stretcher beds and some blue medical screens. There was nothing else.
Although the morgue is a hideous place in all kinds of horror movies and TV programs, it is actually so small that it is nothing strange.
However, from the moment Gu Jun walked into the door, his mind was depressed. He took a step closer to the refrigerator on the left, which was even more depressed with a trace of agitation His mind flashed with vigilance, "can I bear to trigger the unknown illusion on my own initiative?"
You should know that after every illusion, his brain nerves have pain, the whole person is the feeling of mental exhaustion
Gu Jun stopped cautiously and opened the system panel to check the host state. The heart rate and blood pressure were both rising, which showed that triggering the illusion had an impact on the body. "The heart rate is 100 beats. It's on the edge of normal range. It's not dangerous yet." As he watched the indicators, he continued to move forward.
One step, heart rate 115
two steps, heart rate 130 times
three steps, heart rate 145 times
Gu Jun took a deep breath, and within a few steps, the heart suddenly became too fast, as if in intense exercise, this number has approached the danger. His heart was bubbling, and there was a constant sense of vision in front of him, as if he had been here. This is not the first time
Three and a half steps, heart rate 150 beats
the morgue is in front of him. His visual sense has not turned into an illusion, but Gu Jun has a certain feeling that he knows what to do.
"According to the range of heart rate rise before, the phantom should be triggered about 160-180 times, which is a bit dangerous. It may be like paroxysmal supraventricular tachycardia, but my heart has no disease. Occasionally, if it lasts for a few hours, it should be able to hold up
Gu Jun slowly raised his right hand and pressed his palm on the stainless steel cabinet of the mortuary. The skin of his hand suddenly felt cold. The cold water then poured into the shallow fascia and deep fascia Straight to the hand bone!
Heart rate 185 times, the heart suddenly seems to jump out of the chest, he felt abnormal colic, feel difficult to breathe, the scene in front of him became blurred, everything seems to be far away, everything seems to be coming.
His inference is right, as long as the three conditions are met at the same time, the relevant illusion can be triggered.
Those chaotic light and shadow gradually stable, gradually clear
Gu Jun saw a towering church, standing in the city. The church is not one of the architectural styles he is familiar with. It is carved out of huge rocks. Every column and every window is so beautiful and beautiful. The spire goes straight into the sky, and black birds fly by in groups.
How could it be a church? It was unexpected to him, and it was such a magnificent and huge church.
He thought those three pages of diary would take him to a hospital, a morgue, or a place with similar functions
"Why? What's the connection? "
Bearing the sharp pain of his head and heart, Gu Jun's consciousness gradually approached the church. Vaguely, he walked through the high steps, through the exquisite statues, and through the towering main door. When he got into the church, he suddenly saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.
Under the towering vault, there are hundreds and thousands of human figures in the broad church, all of them kneeling on the ground, facing the throne in front of the church.
He saw Some of those people had twisted limbs, some had no head, some had only a skeleton
No matter whether they have heads or not, they are deeply against the ground, motionless, and can't see their faces at all, but they are pious, grotesque and crazy.
"This is not a morgue, but this is..." Gu Jun suddenly understood, "where the dead belong."
He suddenly thought of the withered man's words from Larson, "die? No, you don't understand The man chewed the word "death" carefully, as if to this concept There are different understandings.
He also thought of the human body banyan tree, the dozens of faces on the tree, they really Are you dead?
“…… Oh Gu Jun's heart twitched violently again. He could no longer bear the impact of these illusions. His palm was pulled away from the mortuary, and the illusion disappeared like smoke. He was shivering and panting. He tried to turn around, but he fell forward unsteadily. His palm pressed on the counter again. But this time, there was no cold feeling or illusion.
The three pages of diaries in my mind seem to have lost their luster. It seems that the number of times that each directly connected thing can trigger the illusion is not infinite.
These three pages of diary are not available for the time being."Next time, you must prepare quick acting Jiuxin Pill before triggering again..." Gu Jun covered his heart and stood next to the morgue for a long time. His heart rate slowly dropped. He was exhausted, but he still couldn't put down the illusion just now.
"Where is that? What are those people worshipping? What kind of church is that? "
Gu Junsi asked for a while, and there was no clue. After all, this is the morgue. He took a breath and turned to go outside.
"Is there something to do with the church behind the Larson company and banyan disease?" As he walked, Gu Jun was still thinking, "if there is a church, there are sects and gods..." An idea arose in his mind, "Larson company Is it a secret association, parents? They are all members? "
The more he thought about it, the more chilly he felt. Secret societies usually attach importance to family inheritance.
Was it that before I was born, I was a member of Larson?
"Doctor, why? Are you a doctor? " At this time, the security uncle at the door asked loudly, interrupting Gu Jun's thoughts, "what are you doing here?"
"In the wrong place." Gu Jun didn't say much, so he stepped out of the underground parking lot all the way to the outside of the complex.
He looked at the dark sky, only the darkness of silence, the stars do not know where to go. The vision of the church has become a haunting nightmare. Looking at the night sky, he seems to see himself kneeling under the vault, his parents and others
Gu Jun took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Finally, there were some new news on the wechat group. Professor Gu, Wang Ruoxiang and Cai Zixuan all @ him and sent out the address of the dinner party.
"Yes, I'm coming." Gu Jun presses his mobile phone to send a message to wechat.
He walked a long way to the street side of the main gate square of the hospital. He waved to a taxi, got on the taxi and went to the restaurant where the dinner was held.
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