There are levels of fear.

If you encounter a perverted murderer alone in a dark alley, and he is chasing you with a knife, at this moment, normal people will feel fear.

Unless you have something to rely on.

What is more terrifying than this is encountering something beyond cognition, such as terrifying ghosts and monsters.

Because people will have a premonition that something bad will happen next, knowing that they are no match, and knowing that they may die.

This is where the fear comes from.

But there is a fear beyond these two.

That is, in the process of cognition, familiar things suddenly become unfamiliar. Strictly speaking, it is a subversion of cognition. This is an unknown terror.

This is the kind of fear Zhang Yang is experiencing now.

The person he was most familiar with next to his pillow had a ferocious face at the moment, and was chasing him and his son with a sharp knife.

It's crazy!

Zhang Yang could only try his best to escape.

Not even wearing slippers.

On weekdays, the familiar wife is so virtuous, gentle and considerate, but at this moment, Zhang Yang can feel how strong the fear caused by this reversal is.

Amid the fear, there was also a hint of anger.

Who turned his wife into this?

In other words, the woman who looks familiar but is terrifying at this moment is not his wife Xiaofen at all.

If so, where is his wife?

Is it life or death?

At this moment, Zhang Yang's whole body was numb, and he could feel his heart beating very fast. He was even more afraid that his son Tudou would be hurt.

He would rather die than let anything happen to his son.

The horrific incident at home obviously frightened the four-year-old Tudou.

The child was crying loudly in his father's arms at this time.

Zhang Yang ran outside barefoot.

Suddenly, he felt his clothes being grabbed.

Looking back, he saw his wife grabbing him with a cold face and a strange smile.

Then he stabbed me with a knife.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to stop him in desperation, and the knife pierced his palm directly.

The severe pain shook Zhang Yang's spirit, because in the extreme tension and fear, he didn't even shout, but hit his wife hard and pushed her away.

Keep running.

My son Tudou was frightened and cried non-stop.

There is blood on the ground.

Finally running to the door, Zhang Yang endured the severe pain and opened the door, but his hands were covered in blood and were so slippery that he failed to unlock the door several times.

Strange laughter came from behind.

His wife Xiaofen came over carrying a knife.

Click!

Finally the door opened.

Zhang Yang stumbled out and ran out.

He knew very well that there were four households on this floor, two of which were unoccupied and an old couple lived in one, but by this time they should have already taken the light rail train to the safe zone.

But even so, Zhang Yang still shouted for help at the top of his lungs.

He hopes for a miracle to happen.

Until now, he doesn't know what happened.

I took a look at the elevator first.

One is on the first floor and the other is on the 15th floor.

And here he is on the ninth floor.

I pressed the elevator button, but the elevator didn't come. The man who looked like my wife had already arrived, so I couldn't take the elevator.

Take the fire stairs.

Zhang Yang ran toward the stairs with the child in his arms, but at the same time, "Xiaofen" rushed over with a knife, and struck Zhang Yang with a knife in the back.

Suddenly, the door of a nearby house that seemed unoccupied suddenly opened, and several people rushed over and pushed 'Xiao Fen' to the ground.

These people were obviously trained and had professional-level fighting skills. Xiaofen wanted to resist, but was stabbed in the blink of an eye.

Being held down firmly.

"The target violently killed people, and action has been taken to control the situation urgently."

One of them spoke into the intercom.

"Someone is injured, call the medical staff."

Zhang Yang was slumped on the ground at this moment, looking at these people with horrified eyes. His mind went blank, and he just hugged his son tightly, as if his son was his only hope now.

"It's okay. We are from the Security Bureau's action team. You are injured. Don't move. A doctor will come over later."

The team leader came over to comfort him.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly. Suddenly he remembered something and looked at his wife who was struggling on the ground.

"She, she..."

He wanted to ask something, but didn't know how to ask.

At this time, 'Xiao Fen' on the ground suddenly stopped struggling.

At this time, she still showed a weird smile and stared at Zhang Yang.

"My dear, I will come back to you, wait for me."

After saying that, he let out a burst of breathtaking laughter, then tilted his head and stopped moving.

Escape into a nightmare world.

In the corridor, which was much gloomier than the real world, 'Xiao Fen' got up from the ground.

Quickly enter the fire stairs and climb down.

right.

She is not walking, but crawling.

Because it climbs faster.

When she got outside, 'Xiaofen' was still very cautious, and her eyes scanned the surroundings.

At this time, she found a person walking slowly in the alley in front of her.

‘Xiao Fen’ crouched down and stared at this person.

She remembered.

This was the man she saw on the street during the day.

There is an aura about the other party that is very strong and dangerous.

"run!"

‘Xiao Fen’ is very confident in her own speed. It doesn’t matter if the opponent is powerful. It’s useless if she can’t catch up with her.

Immediately, she fled in one direction.

In the dim environment, a shadow followed Xiaofen, but she didn't notice it at all.

After passing through alleys and alleys, we finally stopped at a place with the word "Sanhe Butcher's Shop" hanging on it.

The vigilant Xiaofen looked around to make sure no one was following her, then she stood upright and walked into the dim butcher shop.

The butcher shop is obviously projected from the real world.

After pushing the door open and entering, the floor was covered in dirty black, the kind that had been stained with grease for many years and could not be cleaned no matter how hard it was washed.

There is a table inside with a chopping board on it and seven or eight iron hooks of different sizes on which rotten and smelly meat strips are hanging.

This is also projected.

Because it is contaminated by the dark matter of the nightmare world, the meat rots faster.

Black flies lay on the strips of meat, sucking greedily.
To be continued...