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It hurts!

where am i?

After many attempts, Skye finally opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around in confusion with the tenacious perseverance brought by the constant hard work in the middle of the night for many years.

After blinking his hard eyes for a while and letting himself adapt as much as possible, Skye finally regained his consciousness a little, and the things in front of him gradually became clearer.

She saw a dark room that looked like a basement.

I'm in a basement like this!

Skye subconsciously moved his stiff, numb body!

Nothing moved!

Skye also noticed at this time that his arms and legs were tied up, and he firmly fixed himself on a chair.

A special phrase appeared in Skye's mind unconsciously.

However, soon, Skye threw the phrase out of his mind again, because Skye saw a table in front of him and the things on it.

That's not what's supposed to be under that phrase.

Saw, pliers, hammer, awl...

Every time Skye saw something, his blood felt a little colder. When he saw the things in front of him, Skye felt that his blood was about to cool completely, and his heart almost stopped beating.

Skye wasn't so afraid of putting these things somewhere else, even in a bright room.

Skye can convince himself that these are kitchen utensils, that the saw is for cutting ribs, the pliers are for trimming something, the hammer is for smashing dried fruit like walnuts, the awl is for... for...

Whatever it's used for, it's a kitchen utensil anyway.

However, in this current atmosphere, this environment, and this situation, no one will believe it at all when they say that it is a kitchen appliance!

Including herself!

Skye's face lost all color and became very pale.

The eyes couldn't help but be so dull!

Thinking that these things might act on her next, she couldn't help chilling down her spine.

The whole person is not good!

Consciousness is lost!

She only hopes that nothing will happen next, and she hopes that no one will come so quickly.

After experiencing the initial confusion, Skye reacted quickly, grabbed the chair with both hands, stood on tiptoe, squatted slightly, and moved towards the door little by little.

She felt like she could still struggle.

Although this struggle is a little bit slow!

Because her hands and feet were bound, her movement speed was not much faster than that of a turtle.

Still, she struggled!

A little, a little, a little!

A little, a little, a little!

After half an hour, she finally... uh, moved out a meter!

One more fall!

It took twenty minutes just to get up!

According to her progress, it would take at least a few hours to reach the door.

The premise is that she can't fall too much, otherwise...

This is embarrassing!

However, Skye did not despair, worked hard and was serious!

Until a sound of footsteps came from far to near, from light to heavy.

Skye's face immediately turned pale again, and the cold sweat all over his body was flowing down uncontrollably.

All the sounds seemed to have disappeared. In her mind, only the constant echo of the footsteps that shook her will and shook her heart!

She felt her heart beating to her throat.

Skye's eyes kept turning around, and finally stopped on the tools not far from him, moving quickly... er, although it was not much faster than the turtle's speed.

At least there is hope!

Skye moves forward, keeps moving forward!

She is also getting closer and closer to that table!

But right now!

A long and narrow creaking sound suddenly sounded, followed by the door was opened, and a light came from outside the door.

It reflected Skye's pale face and panicked expression.