Chapter 610: Chapter 41 Who Am I?_2
Kandater asked in a relaxed tone.
With their technology fused with the powers of the “Mystical Side,” he couldn’t believe they would fail.
However, Kandater soon noticed something was not right.
The subordinate in front of him had a vacant look in his eyes, and the angle seemed off; he could only see a head.
Kandater’s brows furrowed as he directly entered command mode.
As a lieutenant colonel, he had the authority to control his subordinate’s micro-computer.
Immediately, the previous scene appeared—
Kandater cursed under his breath.
Not only had the plan failed, but he finally understood what was off about his subordinate.
He could only see a head.
Because all that remained of his subordinate was a head held in Jason’s hand.
The head moved slightly.
Blood flowed over the micro-computer’s camera, staining the screen Kandater was watching with a crimson hue, as the corner of a hockey mask slowly entered his field of vision. Ṝá𐌽ÓꞖÈʂ
An inexplicable sense of terror rushed to Kandater’s forehead.
Especially after seeing Jason’s cold eyes, he turned and prepared to leave without hesitation.
He couldn’t stay here any longer!
Otherwise, he would be killed!
Kandater believed Jason would certainly kill him!
He had to escape before Jason found him!
But just as he turned, the light bulb above him flickered—
Amidst the distinct sound of electricity, the light bulb flickered on and off.
Kandater paid no attention to this.
Even if such anomalies should never occur in this base.
He pushed open the door and rushed out.
The sheer strength sent the door crashing against the wall beside it, knocking off a piece of the spotty wall plaster.
Kandater stopped in his tracks, stunned by the dim corridor before him.
He was certain that the hallway outside his office was nothing .
In the dim light, drops of water fell from the ceiling, hitting the dirty, greasy floor, and at the end of the corridor a red figure was squatting, with a low voice slowly rising.
"What can a boy play with?”
"Frogs, snails, and puppy dog tails.”
"What can a girl play with?”
"Sugar, spice, and all things nice.”
"And what about me? What can I play with?”
It sounded like a nursery rhyme.
As if it were a children’s song.
But Kandater’s face turned pale.
Because his Talent as a “Lurker” told him everything he saw was real!
The corridor before him.
The dripping water from the ceiling.
And the red figure in the distance.
Not illusions, all were real!
I clearly came out of my office!
Kandater took a step back, intending to return, but immediately his back hit a wall.
Sometime when he was not aware, the direction from which he came had turned into a solid wall.
The touch informed him the wall was extremely solid.
More importantly, as he turned his head to check the wall, the red figure squatting in the corner seemed to have moved a bit closer.
Kandater’s breathing grew rapid.
With no avenue for retreat, he broke into a run.
"What about me? What can I play with?”
The incessant voice in his ear made Kandater run even faster.
His Talent confirmed that the shadowy figure was in pursuit; he had to get out of there.
Luckily, there was a staircase leading down at the end of the hallway.
Without a second thought, Kandater ran down the stairs.
More fortunately, directly opposite the staircase was a door.
Just like earlier, Kandater pushed open the door.
He lay on an old bed, covered with a rather light blanket, a stove not far away still radiating a bit of warmth, and outside the window, it was starting to get light; carriage sounds and footsteps began to emerge intermittently.
Kandater sat up, confused.
He asked himself, but his body involuntarily walked over to the stove, tossing in some wood and coal.
Soon, amid the crackling of the wood, the stove radiated heat again, making Kandater feel a bit better; he turned around, donned his coat, and sat in the only chair in the room.
It was only when he sat down that he was startled.
Why does this feel so familiar?
As he was zoning out, a knock on the door sounded.