The Greatest Showman (Big Play Bone)

Chapter 96 Escape into the darkness

Lan Li closed his eyes and gradually slowed his breathing. In fact, he was a little worried, worried that the environment simulation and mentality were not in place enough, there was no real sense of crisis, and the original goal was not achieved. If it was too stable and too boring, he went to sleep directly, that would be a mess. .

But as the coffin board was covered, the sense of oppression that was close at hand came in. Even if it was dark and there was no light, he could still clearly feel that the weight of the heavy wooden board was on his nose. Above, the entire living space has been oppressed to the extreme, as if even the air has begun to become thinner, and the invisible sense of restraint makes people feel a little anxious involuntarily.

This is not a soft bed in a hotel, nor a cramped bathroom in a Paris apartment.

Lan Li tried to adjust his posture, but before he could spread his hands, he slammed into the wooden board with a “bang”. A faint pain came from his elbow through the thick cotton, and he raised his calf reflexively. , As a result, his knees also hit the wooden board severely-he didn’t even know why he lifted his leg, but the ubiquitous sense of narrowness was truly passed on, and it seemed that he couldn’t even turn over.

“Bang bang bang”, a steady rhythm came from the top of the head, and the whole coffin could feel a slight vibration. Lan Li knew that it should be the sound of them nailing the nails. He raised his fist cautiously and thumped it. The upper wooden board-the forearm can’t be stretched at all, only a small amount of force can be exerted, “Haha, don’t nail it too hard, I still want to go out.”

Lan Li made a small joke easily, but before the sound could be heard, he touched the wooden board and slammed it down, buzzing on his eardrums, and when he was caught off guard, his eyebrows wrinkled. Like the ultrasonic waves of a bat, the space that sound can detect is also rapidly shrinking.

Uneasiness began to grow uncontrollably.

Lan Li took a deep breath, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and secretly told himself that this showed that his plan was working, and this was the effect he expected. He began to try to concentrate, ignore the interference of surrounding factors, and truly enter the world of Paul Conroy.

He is Paul, he wants to continue to live, he wants to return to his wife, he wants to return to his children, he does not want to be buried alive like this, the fear of death has caught his heart, he must struggle, he must resist , He must survive, he is Paul Conroy! He was now abandoned in the middle of the desert, buried alive, no one even knew his existence–

The thoughts in his brain flashed a light, and he was buried alive.

Suddenly, there was the sound of nailing nails in the ears, and it exploded beside the eardrum like thunder. The thoughts were interrupted for a while, and the feeling came. They were starting to seal the box, as he requested, nailing the coffin to death. Make sure he can’t struggle to escape.

was on the left side of the top of the head first, and then on the right side of the top of the head. The entire coffin was vibrating, causing pain in the brain, followed by the left side of the foot and the right side of the step.

was finally over, Lan Li let out a sigh of relief, but shortly afterwards, the sound came again, this time it was actually on the side of the left hand. This is not what he asked for. He just asked for nails in the four corners. Why did they continue? Things seem to be getting more and more weird, followed by the palm of the right hand, then the arm of the left hand, the arm of the right hand, the side of the left calf, the side of the right calf… It seems that there is no end, and it is about to be nailed in every direction.

Is he in the funeral service company or in the middle of the desert? Is he in Barcelona or Iraq? Is he Renly or Paul?

Under the conscious traction of the brain, his thoughts began to fall into chaos, and the boundary between reality and illusion gradually blurred, which made Lan Li a little panic.

Don’t panic, don’t panic! If this is reality, then Matthew is outside and everything will be fine; if this is illusory, then, as long as the dream is awake, things will return to their original state. So, he doesn’t need to worry, does he?

“Bang bang bang”, the sound of nailing nails is endless, it seems that there is no end, and now it is actually starting to nail in the direction of the head again, hasn’t it been nailed there just now?

Lan Li involuntarily raised his head and looked at the direction above his head, but… the darkness, except for the darkness, was still dark. He tried to raise his hand to touch the wall, but his elbow hit the wall again, “F…!” After popping out the first letter, he was swallowed. He gritted his teeth and touched it with his fingertips, but he started with the cold touch of a piece of silk, nothing else.

The panic spread bit by bit, not turbulent, as if dripping water penetrates the rocks slowly, not only did the tension not decrease, but it was also slowly rising. Lan Li felt that the air seemed to be heating up, and his forehead and palms began to sweat. It was the damp feeling that made his mouth dry, and the indescribable tension began to stretch out his tentacles.

Lan Li struggled a bit. On the one hand, he told himself that he had to be involved in Paul’s role; on the other hand, he couldn’t help thinking about it—he only asked for nails in the four corners, but why did he nail so many now? It sounds like there are already more than ten. Did something unexpected happen?

Raising his hand again, knocking on the coffin, “Matthew?” Lan Li shouted loudly, and the voice smashed down again, without receiving any response, “Matthew?” Lan Li raised his voice and shouted loudly. “Charles? Charles!” Lan Li yelled at his fullest volume, quietly waiting for a response, but… he was still disappointed, silence, the whole world was silent, and darkness surrounded him like a tide. The suffocation of drowning began to pinch his throat, “Matthew Charles Dunlop!” Lan Li gritted his teeth and issued an ultimatum.

Wan Lai is quiet.

can only hear the sound of his own breathing, and the hot breathing began to become quicker. Is something wrong? Seeing Cai, the shopkeeper overpowered Matthew, and then wanted to suffocate him alive? Anyway, he has signed a waiver of rights, hasn’t he? Or maybe there were other accidents, such as a sudden earthquake or a fire. Everyone has to leave the scene, so no response has been heard for the time being?

Or…or he is really trapped in the middle of the desert. Iraqi militants hijacked him, then threw him into a coffin and buried him alive under the desert. He was left with himself now, and even God could not help him, waiting to die alone in the vast desert.

The sound of the heart striking is getting louder and louder, as if it can tear the chest at any time, and burst directly. Panic rises from the soles of the feet to the head, and the scalp begins to numb, and the rapid breathing is not helpful. The sweat of the beans keeps going. Falling down, his back was soaked. He wanted to turn sideways. He didn’t want his shoulder to hit the wall. He didn’t even feel the pain, and his tight muscles didn’t react at all.

No, he is not going to wait for death, he will never wait for death quietly.

He began to hit the wooden board above with his shoulders, once and again, but he was lying down, his hands and feet were all constrained in the limited space, and there was no way to exert force. Even if he hits it, look. It also looks like an ant shaking a tree, without much power at all.

But he still didn’t give up, gritted his teeth and hit again. The whole coffin shook slightly. That trace of hope ignited all the power in his heart and tightened the muscles of his body. After the whole person curled up to the extreme, his knees Both the tailbone and the coccyx had already withstood the wall, and then imitated a spring, released all the strength, hit the board with the shoulder, but too hard, for a time unable to control, directly hit the back of the head, and the piercing pain made him clenched. The teeth are closed.

Uncontrollable anger began to emerge from the depths of my heart, and his hands slammed the wooden board close at hand on the top of his head. After all, he couldn’t help his foul language anymore, “Grass! Grass! Grass!” The whole person used both hands and feet. Beating and struggling frantically, “Is anyone? Come alone! I’m trapped inside! Is there anyone! Is there anyone!”

The whole person is like a volcano, constantly erupting, but his struggle is so insignificant, he hits the wall before his arms can stretch Before he can stretch his feet, he hits the wall. Before the muscles had time to exert force, they hit the wall. The narrow space pressed almost all his explosive power under the water surface, and his strength couldn’t find a point of force, and he couldn’t find a driving force. Was stuck in half.

The feeling of suffocation flared up and exploded uncontrollably. All reason and all calmness were burned out, but struggling with selflessness. At this time, even if **** himself appeared in front of him, he also He can be torn into countless pieces with bare hands.

“Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” After exhaustion, the rapid breathing began to rush into the air. After the chest became stuffy for a while, the brain felt a faint pain. The hot air didn’t seem to capture too much oxygen. I began to nausea, “vomit.” The retching sound searched out everything in my stomach, and the strong tea I drank in the morning directly vomited out.

He could have turned his head and let the vomit vomit to the side, but he still took a half step, some of the liquid flowed down the chin to the neck, the warm and sticky touch did not help at all, and the stomach became more turbulent. , As if even last night’s dinner had to be rolled out halfway.

How embarrassed, how embarrassed, how desperate.

He clenched his fist and slammed it up against the wall, just to vent his inner anger, one after another, as if he could not feel the pain at all, his teeth were almost broken, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! He shouted endlessly, until his vocal cords began to faintly ache, and squeezed the last bit of strength in the body, the whole person lay down softly, and finally gave up all the struggle and anger, lying on the spot like a dead body.