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West Coast, on the west coast of the Armstrong Federation. It’s eleven o'clock in the evening. I don’t know why the moon in mid-air has always been a pale light, so that people who see it can’t help but feel a little heart.
On the beaches of the coast, there are two rows of strange footprints that seem to be horse hoof prints, but they are not as messy as four legs.
The tide rises to the beach and covers the hoof. When the seawater returns, the hoof print on the beach is not so obvious.
The traces of the hoof print extend to the woods on the edge of the beach.
A burst of bloody smell came from the ground, only on the edge of the woods, there was a dead seabird, the head of the seabird was bitten halfway, it seems that it was eaten by something, and then the rest of the body was randomly discarded. On the ground.
Looking at the black hole in the woods, the quietness is a bit strange, making people feel a cold rush, as if something terrible is lying next to you.
At this moment, in the depths of the woods, there was a sudden exclamation, but the next moment I stopped and stopped, as if I was pressed back into the blind. In the vagueness, you can hear a strange chewing sound.
Moving in the direction of the sound, you can see the bodies of various animals along the way, the birds that have been bitten off their heads, and the small animals that have been cut open. All were randomly discarded on the ground, as if they were toys that were tired of being used by children.
The moonlight that sprinkled in the sky became paler, but it could not dispel the darkness in the woods.
From the exclaimed place, a blond caucasian corpse lay down on the ground, his chest was broken, and the bloody red internal organs filled the ground. The face is completely a frightening expression of a ghost.
The two dark shadows lie next to him. In the dark woods, the black shadows are completely invisible. The two black shadows seem to be constantly emitting black smoke, just as they are dark.
One of the black shadows, from the head of the caucasian man, was not known to be the tentacle or the claws, and a series of brains were brought to the ground.
Then, the strange voice sounded like the baby who first learned to speak. This sound was intermittent, but the tone itself was full of maturity, not like the child's voice.
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Another shadow shook a bit, then slowly walked toward the shoreline, and the shadow of the speech re-inserted the tentacle into the brain of the caucasian.
The next moment, the amazing thing happened. In a strange sound, the shadows slowly became smaller, softer, and got into the caucasian's head a little bit.
Five minutes later, the two black shadows had disappeared, and the caucasian, who had already died, suddenly sat up, his eyes were not blind, just looking at the direction of Great Xia, his mouth was showing a strange smile.
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