Volume 5: Bottomless Sinkhole Chapter 271: Removal of Tube
Somehow, he seemed to be able to feel a layer of sticky substance covering the top of his head. He tried to reach out and grab it.
It was a fleshy hose covered with mucus and with bumps of various sizes on its surface. Ke Lan could feel that there was something constantly squirming inside the hose, and as his hands gradually began to tighten, the frequency of the squirming began to increase.
Ke Lan was shocked to discover that its frequency was exactly the same as her own heart rate. At the same time, a feeling of suffocation quickly surged up - as if Ke Lan was holding not a fleshy hose, but her own neck.
Although breathing began to become increasingly difficult, Ke Lan did not loosen his hand. Instead, he continued to increase his strength and pulled the tube upwards.
The tearing pain came from his scalp, which reminded him of the story told by the hound, about the secretary whose hair got caught in the tank tracks... He felt that every hair of his was groaning under the heavy burden, and every pore was bleeding ...
“Hiss…”
Suddenly, Ke Lan felt his hand lighten, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared instantly, but the pain in his scalp was still there... He opened his eyes, and just then, blood was flowing from his forehead and into his eyes, blurring his vision red.
Ke Lan raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, then he could see clearly that he was in a cave full of fluorescent fungi.
Although it is also a cave, the space here is obviously much smaller than the wide cave filled with square stone pillars in the dream.
And in this space, there was something extremely abrupt - it was a huge deformed tumor hanging on the ceiling of the cave. The diameter of the tumor was more than ten meters, and the surface was full of scars left after the incision healed. Dozens of pale fleshy tubes hung down from the back of the tumor, and one of them was held in Ke Lan's hand.
Hound and others were also in this cave. They opened their eyes, their eyes were blank and lifeless, their limbs were swinging stiffly, making weird and funny postures... Each person's head was connected to a fleshy hose, and the ends of these hoses split into countless hair-thin tentacles like nerve endings. These tentacles wrapped around their scalps and pierced the front ends into the skin - Ke Lan looked down at the one in his hand, and saw that the end of the tentacle was two or three centimeters long and was dyed red with blood, which showed how deep it had penetrated.
He took out a bottle of hemostatic spray, sprayed it on his head twice, and then walked towards the others.
There were a lot of debris scattered on the floor of the cave
Martin was dead, but the cause of death was not disembowelment...but a gunshot.
His eyes were wide open, dark purple blood was flowing out of his nostrils and mouth. He was shot six times, and the locations of the bullets were basically the same as in the dream world.
Ke Lan sighed, then walked to the hound's side, first pressing down on the hound's shoulder with one hand, and then using the other hand, grasping the fleshy hose attached to his scalp.
The hound seemed to sense something and struggled a little, but soon calmed down and even sat on the ground on his own initiative.
Ke Lan took a deep breath and began to pull the tube out with force.
An expression of pain began to show on the hound's face, and his body began to twitch involuntarily, but he still sat firmly on the ground without any resistance.
Ke Lan pulled out the tentacles that had penetrated deep into the scalp bit by bit. As more and more tentacles were pulled out, blood began to seep out from countless pore-sized wounds and flowed down along the gaps between the hair.
Finally, when the tentacles were completely separated from the hound's scalp, the hound let out a cry of pain, and then began to gasp heavily.
"Hoohoo... Ke, Ke Lan? Are you... awake this time? What the hell did you do to me? I feel like you're going to rip my scalp off."
"Look, this is what's causing the trouble." Ke Lan pointed to the giant tumor on the top of the cave, then pointed to the other people who were still trapped in the dream world, and then put the pulled out flesh hose into the hound's hand, "Just pulled it out from your scalp."
"Is this the damn thing?" The hound reached out and touched the top of his head, but only felt blood on his hand.
"Martin is dead. If we had realized earlier that it was a dream within a dream, perhaps he wouldn't have gotten into trouble." Ke Lan said, pointing to the corpse in the corner.
"Ah..." The Hound sighed, "Come to think of it, I should be the one who beat him to death."
There was no cut on Martin's abdomen, and no signs of being pierced through his body - the monster and the scene with intestines spilling all over the ground were completely fictional, but the bullet that hit him was real.
"Everyone has their own destiny. There's nothing we can do about it." Ke Lan walked forward and closed Martin's eyes with her hands.
"So what should we do with this thing? Blow it up?" The Hound asked, pointing at the large tumor on the top of the cave.
"If we blow it up directly, I suspect the entire cave will collapse." Ke Lan shook his head. "Don't rush to deal with this thing. Let's wake up the others first."
"Come to think of it, after you sat down just now, you looked like you were fast asleep. Layton and I waited for you for almost ten minutes, but I found that you weren't even breathing in your dream. I knew you must have escaped." said the Hound.
"You felt it when I pulled this thing out for you, right?" Ke Lan asked.
"A little bit, but it wasn't obvious at first. Then I couldn't breathe, my limbs twitched uncontrollably, and then even my consciousness started to blur... Oh, and there was pain. The pain was unbearable, as if someone was pulling your hair and tearing your scalp back... I wanted to tell you to be gentler, but no sound came out of my throat." The hound described, "By the time I was able to catch my breath, it was already over... To be honest, it was like a drowning person was finally pulled to the surface of the water. To be honest, it felt a little... good."
Hearing this description, Ke Lan couldn't help but glance at the hound and complained, "I've heard people say before that there is a perverted game that gets pleasure through suffocation. Old dog, you don't have this habit, do you?"
"Fuck you! Shut up! No matter how fucking good it is, I don't want to experience this shit again." The Hound shouted angrily, "Hurry up and pull out the tubes on the other guys' heads first. I've already told them in my dream that no matter what happens, don't resist. Just pull them out yourself."
