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CHAPTER 29 - WHERE IS THIS?

I always felt that people who wanted to be doctors needed not only courage, but also extreme reflexes. Because if I stood on the operating table one day, in case something happened to me, I wouldn't be able to turn to anyone but myself.

However, it was clear that I did not meet the standards that I had set for myself, because it wasn't until that drop of liquid flowed into my mouth that I suddenly realized what kind of ordinary liquid it was. It was clearly blood! The stench of blood in my mouth made my entire body shiver. It was this familiar smell of blood that made me lose my judgement!

My fingers exerted all my strength to grab onto a nearby rock. I was stunned for a moment, but I still mustered up the courage to turn my head to look in the direction of Yan Nan's crying voice.

It was originally dark before my eyes, but the moment I tried my best to look over, balls of dark green ghost flames suddenly appeared before my eyes. 'This is not a phosphorous fire! '

I remembered what my teacher had told me in class. Phosphorous fires were usually caused by the burial of corpses in the ground. Phosphorus in the bones evaporated, and because of the low burning point of phosphorus, they would spontaneously ignite in the air. Those who didn't know what was going on would make this a ghost fire.

The image of the handsome teacher appeared in my mind, and my fear had actually dissipated quite a bit. However, seeing the balls of ghostfire flying towards me, I borrowed the faint light to clearly see the situation in my surroundings.

This place seemed to be a forest. The long and thin ancient tree trunk was very tall. When he looked up, he could not see the crown of the tree. Just as I was looking around me, I couldn't help but scream out loud!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The stone under my hand … No, how is this a rock? It is clearly a tombstone! I looked around at the graves one by one and thought, I've been groping my way over here and now I've got tombstones under my hands!

I clasped my hands together and muttered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Please don't come find me!"

I trembled as I retreated, intending to get closer to Yan Nan. Unexpectedly, a rock suddenly rose from beneath my feet, causing me to stumble to the ground.

I smelled the thick, pungent smell of blood again.

I used all of my strength to support my hands on the ground as the dark green ghost fire floated around me. Under the dim green light, I was finally able to see that the ground beneath my feet wasn't some mud at all, and there was blood everywhere.

I didn't care that much as the fear in my heart reached its peak. I abruptly stood up and didn't dare to look at the blood stains on my body. Instead, I shouted loudly.

"Yan Nan, Yan Nan, where are you?"

I don't know how long I shouted for when I finally stopped from exhaustion. It was only then did I realize that I had lost all sense of reason as I crazily shouted and ran. I didn't know where I was anymore …

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh helplessly. Didn't I not know where I was from the start?

Realizing this, my whole body suddenly quivered, as if all of my consciousness had returned to my body in an instant — how on earth did I get here! Where was I before I came here? Why was I not curious about what was happening?

Just as I was lost in my thoughts and almost decided that I had lost my memory, the sound of Yan Nan sobbing came from somewhere.

To be honest, if I didn't know that it was Yan Nan's voice, I wouldn't have come looking for him even if I were to die.

I walked forward shakily. In a trance, I found that Yan Nan's crying sound was becoming more and more strange …

The hairs all over my body stood up. I couldn't help but ask myself, "Am I really sure that this is Yan Nan's voice?"

Honestly speaking, when people cry, especially women, their voices are almost the same. Then why do I immediately know that this is Yan Nan's crying?!

In a split-second, my self-doubt, which I had always been extremely confident of, was not only my ability to distinguish between voices, but also what I felt baffled about all of this.

As I thought about it, I don't know when it started, but Yannan's voice disappeared again. Perhaps it was because I was so absorbed in my own world of thought that I forgot for a moment to feel my way slowly, stumbling over a stone.

The ground beneath my feet became hard and not so sticky anymore. I actually had a bit of luck, I thought to myself. Finally, I don't have to struggle on the ground covered in blood anymore.

But as I sat up in pain to examine my legs, I panicked again. The thing that tripped me was not a stone at all, but a human skull!

I forced myself to calm down. I had seen this kind of thing many times before. I leaned over and gathered the courage to pick up the skull and examine it from left to right.

For some reason, my eyes slowly became attracted to the two holes that should have been eyes on the skull. I looked at these two black holes. The air inside them was like black quicksand, as if it was going to suck me in …

While I was staring at the two "eyes" of the skull in a daze, the hole suddenly emitted two blood-red rays of light!

"Oh my god!" I immediately realized that this skull had a trace of evilness, so I casually threw it far away.

The skull landed on the hard ground, making a sudden sound in this strangely quiet environment. Following that, something crawled out of the skull and flapped its wings, allowing me to fly a few rounds before disappearing into the distance.

I let out a long breath. So, it's a bat …

However, why were those red eyes of the bat …

I carefully observed my surroundings. The forest had disappeared, but the place where I was standing was an empty concrete floor with nothing on it but piles of bones. The cry that I first heard had somehow died down.

There was no direction, no mark, no exit, and a great despair washed over me like a mountain of water, as if it would suffocate me to death.

I couldn't help but start twitching. My hands were hugging my curled up legs as I sat on the floor without getting up.

To tell the truth, I'm not afraid of these bones. On the contrary, what I'm used to giving me gives me a sense of security, but I have to say, it's really a pathetic feeling.

I buried my head in my lap, wondering what else I could do but wait.

I don't know when it all started, but it was like a miserable, depressing dream for me. If it had all happened before I started to study medicine, I would have realized very quickly that I must have seen too many horror movies and had a nightmare.

But it was funny to say that the only thing that gave me a sense of security in this nightmare was this pile of bones.

I shut my eyes in despair. My mind was in a mess and my mind was in a mess. I couldn't even feel my four limbs. In the end, I couldn't even feel my own breathing in this completely quiet environment.

I raised my head with misty tears in my eyes. My vision was blurry. I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, but suddenly, I discovered that I was actually able to hear that crying sound again!

I suddenly regained my spirit and was about to stand up to search for the source of the voice when I suddenly felt an unprecedented wave of fear …

[I actually made that cry myself!]

I ruthlessly wiped away my tears and covered my mouth with my hands. I couldn't help but sob as I forced myself to stop.

That's right, after confirming again and again, this cry did come from me.

But why does my voice sound so much like Yannan?!

My eyes itched and a large tear fell down. I subconsciously raised my hand to wipe it away, but I was startled by the sudden appearance of a palm full of blood in front of my eyes.

I looked at the Bloody Hand before me in a daze. I tried to move my index finger, and the Bloody Hand also moved its index finger. I tried to control my hand to wipe my tears.

This is my hand!

I thought back to the countless times I raised my hands to wipe away my tears, but my hands were still clean when I picked up that skull! Could it be that what came out of my eyes was not tears, but blood!?

The moment I realized this, the ghost fire in the distance came flying towards me at an incredible speed.

I thought that I was about to be burned to death, so I subconsciously raised my arm to protect my head. However, a long time seemed to have passed, to the point that I felt that the ghost flames were sufficient to burn me to ashes. I blinked my eyes, feeling that I was still alive.

The dark green will-o '-the-wisp was still floating in the air, and the flames were jumping about. However, I had the nagging feeling that everything I saw was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what was wrong.

I looked again at the motionless ghostly fire in the air. It seemed to be frozen in place, except for the quivering of the flames. It was as still as a green ink painting.

Wait! Green?!

I finally realized that the reason I felt something was wrong was because everything I saw was red! Because of the darkness around us, I didn't notice it in time. However, the flame was green after all, and now it had another strange color to it.

I thought I was going to break down all the way here by myself. But to my surprise, no matter what happened in the middle, no matter how many times I collapsed, I managed to hold on. Even now, like a patient suffering from red-eye disease, I was able to calm down and try to think of something.

I have to say, even I am starting to admire myself.

I don't know if it was due to the red-eye disease, but my consciousness actually started to clear up bit by bit. Regarding my doubts from all this time, I finally had a clue.