Chapter 2474

You go in and I go out. You come and I go. You attack and I defend.

A strong and fierce battle, just like tango, is going on between Cameron and Langley. The hormones are mixed with fear, excitement and tension, bursting out between the eyes and the body. The boundary between reality and illusion is quietly disappearing, luring the temptation of pressing step by step, and the smell of blood begins to spread quietly.

"I can easily kill you now and do something interesting to you before someone shows up. Then you will be with me in spirit

Cameron can't tell whether he is talking or Edmund is talking. The voice in his mind keeps whispering in his ear. The tears in his eyes are full of complicated emotions, and he is enjoying the joy and beauty of this moment.

He, holding his breath.

But let his eyes flow out a shallow smile, he likes to see his nervous appearance, and then, smile suddenly disappeared, just like the eraser directly erase the general, facial expression restored calm and insipid, gentle look is fading, showing the injured mood.

"I've invited you to visit me many times, but even this time, I didn't expect you to come." Then he took another step forward and stood almost face to face with Horton. His nose seemed to be able to slap each other's cheeks. The disappearing smile reappeared from the corner of his mouth to the bottom of his eyes. "Why are you here, Horton?"

Horton watched Edmond.

He couldn't react when he watched like this. The truth was in his mind waiting for the ground to break out, but he didn't want to admit it and didn't dare to admit it. So he shook his head and gently shook his head.

The power of shaking one's head has exhausted all energy. However, he steadfastly shakes his head again, trying to give himself courage by shaking his head. However, the voice out of his throat trembles uncontrollably, which is quite different from the force of the action, revealing the real emotion, "I don't know."

He didn't know.

He really doesn't know.

He didn't want to know.

The answer has been lingering in his ears, but he refuses to know the truth, for fear that he may fall apart completely. He is no longer himself, but... The projection of Edmond.

But obviously, his denial failed to deceive Edmond.

Edmond laughed, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, with a trace of pity and sympathy, but more tenderness and care, and the whole face was warm. Then he raised his left hand and patted Horton's right shoulder - obviously, Horton's whole right shoulder muscle was stiff and numb, as if half of his body could not move.

This made Edmond's smile more and more bright.

"Good, now... That's the truth." Edmond said softly:

The reason why Horton came to find Edmond in the dilemma was that he subconsciously thought that only Edmond could understand him in the world, bill, Wendy and Debbie could not understand him. Only Edmond, the cruel and cold-blooded serial killer, was the only one in the world who could understand him.

He tried to seek Edmond's understanding and shelter.

So does that mean he's like Edmund? Or is he evolving into Edmund? He's going to be Edmund, too?

Looking at Edmond's own reflection in his eyes, the fear of holding his heart, so he tightened his fingertips, clenched and clenched again. The intense pain suddenly made him lose his voice: No, it's not like this, it's definitely not like this, it shouldn't be like this, it won't develop like this.

Fear makes all the masks and armor of Horton fall apart. He is afraid of Edmond, but he is even more afraid of himself, the devil like himself.

Edmond showed a trace of caring pity in the deep of his eyes. He seemed to sympathize with Horton's experience. Then he took the last half step forward, approached and approached again. In this way, he opened his arms and chest, gave Horton a warm hug and hugged him tightly.

"God! God, oh god

That thick warmth surrounded him, and then Horton realized that this was what he was looking for - in the recent turmoil, he was looking for a warm hug, but in the end, he found it in Edmond. What does it mean?

Horton even had an impulse to close his eyes and enjoy himself, but this impulse really scared him and exploded like thunder.

Let go.

Let go!

His mind was roaring, but his throat couldn't make any sound, which made him open his eyes and mouth. His enlarged pupils were filled with fear. It seemed that he could clearly see that his soul was dissipating bit by bit, like a sand castle gradually eroded on the beach.

"Let go!"

Finally, the voice burst out, as soft as a mosquito, but it was able to release after all, which made his body finally burst out of energy. He tried his best to get rid of Edmond's embrace, and his mind was full of only one idea: run, run, and run to the end of the world.

But the soft knees couldn't help at all. His steps were a little bit slippery, which made him look very funny, but he just smashed open the intensive care unit and said, "bang!" With all his strength, he slammed the door against the wall.

The doctors and nurses who had just disappeared from the monitoring room were standing at the door. They didn't go far, but it was no longer important to Horton.

Run!

Run away!

There was only one thought in Horton's mind. He ran away. He didn't even care about his etiquette and defense, his timidity and vulnerability. He just strode forward.

Breathe!

Just a few steps out, the suffocation feeling of being unable to breathe finally came back. He forced himself to start breathing, and his throat seemed to open at last. But because he was breathing too fast, he began to cough, and he needed to leave! He needs to get out of here as soon as possible! But he needs to breathe more!

He can't breathe!

He can't breathe!

Oxygen!

He needs oxygen!

The pace was forced to slow down. Horton breathed heavily, becoming more and more cramped and fierce. His chest began to fluctuate violently, but he still could not feel too much oxygen support. The fear of dehydration hit his stomach hard, and then he could hardly stand when his knees became soft.

Horton tried to find the armrest beside him to support himself, but his vision began to blur. Because of lack of oxygen, all body functions began to weaken sharply.

Handrail!

Got it!

However, his hands were unable to exert force at all, his knees and legs could no longer support his body weight, his whole body strength was evacuated, and he could not control his steps, so he fell to the ground.

He supported his body with both hands and tried to continue to escape. He had to escape from the cage behind him and Edmond in the cage. Even though his legs had no strength, his hands still stubbornly supported his body and began to crawl on the ground step by step.

Breathe!

He needs to breathe!

But there is no air in the lungs!

That kind of fear, firmly grasped his heart, refused to let go.

The struggle after drowning is of no help, still can not feel the existence of any oxygen, and then the strength of both hands completely disappeared.

Even the light in the eyes is disappearing——

What should I do?

He is disappearing, Horton is disappearing, replaced by the deep soul of Edmond, the gentle and considerate speaker, the intelligent person who can't be understood, the well-organized person who tries to help all potential criminals, the lonely and helpless person who has bloody hands.

What should I do?

"Are you ok?" There was a nurse's inquiry in my ear.

"I can't breathe. I can't breathe. " Horton just kept whispering, helpless eyes are calling for help, he is about to be swallowed, he is about to be torn, help! help!

"Did you eat anything?"

"I don't know."

"Do you have any allergies?"

"I don't know." He couldn't answer, he couldn't think, he couldn't breathe, "I'm dying."

"You're not going to die. You're in the hospital..."

The nurse's voice gradually drifted away, and finally became a fuzzy mass, like an empty echo, gradually drifting to the far end of the darkness, and then the light began to dim down, and the whole world began to gradually alienate.

He's dying.

Horton is dying.

Edmond is encroaching on his body.

He's becoming another Edmund.

Kill him!

Kill him now! Otherwise, he will become another killer!

But he wants to live on! Who can save him? Who can save Horton?

Come on, help him, kill Edmund in his mind, save Horton in his mind!

"I'm dying..." did anyone hear his call for help? Horton is dying“ I'm dying... "

In this way, he fell to the ground completely, his whole body was like a cooked shrimp, completely curled up, and the suffocating darkness enveloped him. His hearing, smell, vision, taste, touch and so on were all degenerating. He opened his mouth and tried his best, but still couldn't breathe.

"I've warned you that your attitude will end up killing you." That's bill's voice.

"If you continue this pattern of behavior, you will destroy yourself." That's the voice of the boss.

"It's not the treasure you think you're digging." That's Wendy's voice.

"Are we friends? Horton That's Edmond's voice.

And he is just like a dead fish out of the water. He opens his mouth and breathes continuously, but it's only in vain after all. The gradually expanding pupil can clearly see the whole process of the soul being fragmented, magnificent and spectacular, but silent, and then the light is dim little by little.

"Who do you think you are, the thought police?" It was his own voice.

"Torture. Destroy the body. That's your world, and it makes you suspicious. " Is that... Whose voice is that? Is that his own or Edmund's or someone else's voice?

He widened his eyes and tried his best to catch the last light left in the world. But he failed. A drop of crystal clear tears flowed from his eyes, but reflected a touch of despair. Then, his breath... Was cut off.