PFC Chapter 2833 Naya is in bad luck (Part )
Chapter 2833 Naya is in bad luck (Part )
Chapter 2833 Naya is in bad luck (Part )
In fact, the moment the water was drained, Peter began to send messages to Schiller frantically, but mediocrity is not his other personality traits. He does not have the ability to multitask. He cannot do other things while doing this one thing. He was busy smashing the lock on the roof with Jerome, so he did not read the message.
After finally breaking the lock of the rooftop door, they found when they walked downstairs that the whole floor was indeed full of water. The water in the swimming pool was not too much, but not too little either. However, some rooms might be closed so no one got in the water. The water in the corridor was at least up to several people's waists.
This water might indeed be a little different. Walking in it was like walking in a swamp, which greatly slowed down the progress of several people.
As Schiller walked forward, he felt himself tripped by something. He reached out and found that it was a carpet that had been soaked by water. He turned the carpet over and found some patterns underneath.
But because he couldn't understand it, he threw the carpet away.
Cobert in front was also tripped. His legs were not in good condition to begin with, and this time he fell completely into the water. Schiller helped him up, but from his expression, it seemed that he would rather fall into the water.
Schiller reached down again and found it was a human head, so he threw it away again.
The few of them walked to where the elevator was. Jerome was about to say that the elevator might not be aligned and should not be used, but after thinking about it carefully, it was soaked in water, so even if it was aligned, it should not be used.
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
When they looked, they found that the elevator car did not come over at all. It might be that the water damaged the circuit, causing the door to open directly.
Several people were a little confused, but there was something more confused than them. All the reflective objects around them began to glitter with tiny luster. Jerome took a step back cautiously and said, "Here comes the kaleidoscope."
The water surface is also a reflective object. The kaleidoscope flashed a few times on the water surface, and suddenly there was no movement. When it appeared again, it tried desperately to lean towards the elevator car, but the elevator did not come at all.
Because the elevator shaft was not aligned, the ground was at the same height as this floor. The kaleidoscope flashed for a long time but remained in the water, and soon there was no movement.
Jerome was a little surprised. Could it be that this level of monsters would drown everyone? Even the monsters on Nyarlathotep's side would not be spared?
Now we have to align the elevator.
Fortunately, the water doesn't seem to be triggered unless it reaches a certain height, and all the monsters seem unable to cross the water, so they have ample opportunity to try where the elevator shaft is.
It was Schiller who caused this anomaly, and Jerome felt that Schiller had his own plans, so he gave the task to Schiller.
The result is predictable. Schiller tried all 12 rooms on this floor before he succeeded at the 12th one.
Looking at the house numbers floating on the water, several people were speechless. Being able to perfectly avoid the correct answer, isn't this a successful reasoning?
After Schiller installed the elevator sign, the door was still open, and the water flowed down the elevator shaft, and the next floor was also affected.
When they reached the 23rd floor, the elevator shaft below was aligned with two floors, so they couldn't jump directly down.
However, the three people present were all quite skilled. The elevator shaft was relatively narrow, so they could climb down by supporting themselves with their hands and feet. Cobert had some problems with his legs, so Jerome and Schiller went down first, and then he jumped down holding Gordon, and the two of them followed. The height of two floors was not too high, so there would be no problem with someone holding him up.
When we got to the 20th floor, there were more problems because the elevator shaft below the 19th floor had been cleared. This time we couldn't jump down, otherwise it would be a bottomless abyss.
Schiller released the water first. He had no choice but to do so because the elevator was broken and they could only go down through the elevator shaft. In this case, they had to open the elevator door because they couldn't stop the water from flowing down.
Fortunately, although things inside the hotel cannot be taken out of the hotel, the elevator is also considered to be inside the hotel, so they turned the curtains and carpets of the corridor windows into a life rope, intending to use it to take to the 19th floor.
Jerome was fine when he climbed down. When it was Schiller's turn, some monster came out from the upper floor. The rope that was tied tightly broke suddenly and Schiller fell directly down.
With a splash, Schiller fell into the water. Although the water was not very high, it did have some properties that other water did not have. It not only caught Schiller, but also eliminated all inertia, leaving him unharmed.
Schiller got out of the elevator and looked back, only to find that he was on the second floor. This was the lowest place he had ever been to.
He looked around and there was nothing special here. It was pitch black except for the elevator shaft and he could not see anything.
Schiller hesitated for a moment and did not go out. He simply stood inside the elevator shaft.
Suddenly, the elevator under his feet moved, and then began to slowly descend. Schiller grabbed the rope above the car tightly and followed the elevator all the way down.
As the elevator moved downward, the elevator shaft became empty and the water naturally flowed over here. In such a narrow space, the water naturally rose higher and higher, and Schiller had to hold on to the rope and float higher and higher to get his head out of the water to breathe.
Just when he was about to fall into hallucination again, the car stopped. It seemed that there were several floors underground and water rushed over. Schiller slowly descended, but did not jump to the top of the car immediately because he was not that agile.
Seeing that there was not much height left, he wanted to jump down, but with a whoosh, a tongue of fire rushed towards him.
Schiller didn't quite understand why there was a fire here after the water had flowed away, but a crackling sound came from inside and soon thick smoke billowed out.
The smoke was not choking, but it seemed to have a double hallucinogenic effect, and Schiller soon fell into a dream.
With a click, the elevator car moved again, and then stopped at a very cold and a very hot floor respectively. However, because a lot of thick smoke was brought down when it came, neither the heat nor the cold invaded the elevator shaft, and Schiller slept soundly the whole time.
Further down is a huge cave. The mountain is covered with densely packed caves. There are strange and indescribable monsters in each cave. It seems that the monster in the elevator ran out from here.
But Schiller was still in a dream and saw nothing.
Finally the elevator stopped at the deepest cave.
Schiller just woke up. He remembered that something seemed to be chasing him in his dream, but dreams are always forgotten quickly. When he woke up, he found himself at the entrance of an endlessly dark cave.
Schiller seemed to feel that it was not a good idea to keep slacking off here, so he stepped out of the elevator door, looked around, and found that there was no other danger here except the darkness.
Of course he also got the offering, but he basically didn't know how to use it, so he simply got a flashlight in his hand to illuminate the road not far away.
He continued walking forward, and the dark road seemed to have no end. Finally, he found that there was no road ahead, and there was a dark cliff in front.
He felt something coming out from below the cliff.
Schiller swore that he had absolutely no intention of looking, he simply turned around and ran, but for some reason, a stone spike on the top of the cave fell down with a bang, making a big hole on the ground and directly destroying the place where Schiller was standing.
Schiller fell.
I felt like I hit something, but the texture of this thing was neither soft nor hard, and I couldn't tell what it was. It even seemed to exist, but also seemed not to exist. I couldn't see it, and I couldn't hear it clearly.
He only felt that the other party's upward momentum had stopped.
For some reason, Schiller always felt that this was a very embarrassing situation. Not only was he embarrassed, but the other party was also a little embarrassed.
"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you." Schiller said. He wanted to turn over to see who the other person was, but he felt like a stuck bug and couldn't move, so he could only lie there.
"If you were an elevator, you would take me up." Schiller continued, "Although I have nothing to give you, I will give you this flashlight if you like it."
For some reason, Schiller felt that he was sinking, as if he was constantly merging into this huge body. He felt that he could not control the sinking process, and neither could the other party.
The two beings remained in a stalemate.
"Wake up." Schiller heard a voice saying to him, but he felt his consciousness was hazy and vague, and his self-existence seemed to be gradually disappearing.
"Wake up!" The other party's tone became heavier.
Suddenly Schiller woke up and saw a pitch-black figure clinging to the rock wall, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.
"Who are you?" Schiller asked.
"I am Nyarlathotep."
"Then who is it?" Schiller asked about the thing under him.
"That is the real Nyarlathotep."
Schiller didn't understand, but he was more concerned about his current situation. He said, "Did I fall on you? Then can you save me?"
"To be honest, I don't know how it turned out like this." The being who claimed to be Naya said: "You shouldn't have fallen on me, you can't merge with me."
"Why can't I?"
"Because you are not me, nor are you part of me."
"I don't know, I'm so tired and I want to sleep."
"You can't sleep, or I'll devour you."
"so be it."
"You can't sleep. You need to stay awake so someone can come and save you."
Schiller did not respond. There was a long silence in the cave. Schiller's figure became lower and lower, and he sank deeper and deeper.
If someone stood on the cliff and looked down at this moment, he would see the most unforgettable and horrifying scene in his life: at the bottom of the cliff was an indescribable monster.
It has no specific shape, and from a distance it looks like an endless nebula, but surrounded by countless terrifying faces, with layers of overlapping and intertwined eyes, noses and mouths, revealing painful and hideous expressions. Each mask has countless tentacles that connect to each other, as if not wanting to let any mask escape.
The nebulae are dotted with pyramids and octahedrons, and every side of each cube is engraved with endless knowledge. Just one glance at it will drive people crazy for this vast sea of evil and forbidden knowledge, adding another mask of pain between the nebulae.
As the nebulae flow, masks crisscross, representing the despair and pain of countless lives, and are coldly arranged in a very natural appearance.
Terrifying, magnificent, and beyond words.
Only one face looked out of place.
Schiller slept peacefully.