I’m In Charge of SCP

In the laboratory, Shirley was sitting on a small stool, and Zhang Jue held her hand.

Brother Zhang Jue, I'm a little scared. The little girl looked down at her toes. She was used to not looking at other people on such occasions.

It's okay, brother will always be with you. Zhang Jue comforted her, then nodded to Claremont next to him.

Claremont said a few words on the intercom, and after a while, the door of the laboratory opened and Cain walked in.

Outside the laboratory, a team of fully armed MTF is on standby to deal with possible accidents at any time.

Many researchers wanted to visit this experiment led by Zhang Jue, but because of Shirley's special system, all of them were rejected.

Although Zhang Jue can activate the ability to temporarily invalidate Xue Li's cognitohazard, to be on the safe side, he wants to minimize the uncertainty of this experiment.

Only Claremont, as his assistant, was allowed to stay in the laboratory, but he also needed to be timed. If the experiment time was too long, he would have to leave once it approached the critical value.

Everything was ready, Zhang Jue looked around to confirm that there was nothing missing, and said to Cain, Let's get started.

Cain nodded, sat in front of Xue Li, and took Xue Li's other hand—even if Zhang Jue didn't have the ability to activate, he seemed to be immune to Xue Li's cognitohazard.

Cain slowly closed his eyes.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, five minutes passed.

Cain was unresponsive, as if asleep.

Claremont looked at the time and wanted to call Cain, but Zhang Jue stopped him with his eyes.

Two minutes later, Claremont had to leave the laboratory.

There were only three of them left in the lab.

A few minutes later, just as Zhang Jue's patience was about to run out, the strange symbol on Cain's forehead suddenly lit up.

A light blue light emanated from Cain's forehead, illuminating the entire laboratory.

Cain, who had never suffered any injuries, suddenly began to cough violently, and then vomited a large mouthful of blood.

His blood is red, but exudes a faint golden light.

After being exposed to the air for a few seconds, it turns into a puff of smoke and disappears.

What’s wrong with you?

Zhang Jue quickly supported Cain.

Cain waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Claremont's voice came from Zhang Jue's earphones: Consultant Zhang, what's the matter, do you want to stop the experiment?

Zhang Jue glanced at Cain, who shook his head.

Zhang Jue said into the walkie-talkie: I don't need it for now, I will let you know if there is a need.

Cain's face was a little pale, and he said, This little girl's situation is a bit complicated.

In fact, Cain didn't say anything, Zhang Jue also knew that the situation was definitely not optimistic.

Who is Cain, who can make him hurt and even vomit blood, this is no longer a category that can be summarized as complex.

Cain glanced at Shirley, and said after deliberation: I see a shadow in her body.

shadow?

Yes. Cain said, The shadow was surrounded by unknown substances, and its shape could not be seen clearly. I wanted to approach it, but was repelled by a huge force.

Zhang Jue pinched his chin, thinking about Cain's words.

Is there a way for me to see it? He asked suddenly.

Cain looked at him: It's okay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it—

Zhang Jue interrupted Cain with a wave of his hand, he understood what Cain was going to say.

Even with Cain's physique, he couldn't completely counteract the impact of that force. As an ordinary person, he was looking for death.

But Zhang Jue's idea is very simple. Shirley's self-healing ability has saved him many times, and she has always treated him as her own brother. When Shirley encounters this kind of thing, let him stand by, he will never do it.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, to be greedy for life and to be afraid of death.

But sometimes, you have to keep your bottom line for someone.

Brother Zhang Jue.

Shirley called out timidly: Xueli is fine, don't—

Although Shirley was young, she had already seen from Cain's expression how dangerous what Zhang Jue was going to do next would be.

She didn't want Zhang Jue to be hurt.

Zhang Jue, however, rubbed her little head as usual: When adults talk, children don't interrupt, just be obedient—

He said into the headset again: The experiment will continue next, and no one is allowed to enter the laboratory without my permission. Claremont, if you still can't hear my voice after an hour, you will take over everything. .”

Claremont's voice came: Yes!

Zhang Jue turned to Cain and said calmly, Let's start.

Cain looked at Zhang Jue.

From his thinking to making a decision, it took only a minute.

His expression was calm and calm, and he showed no sign of fear of the danger he might face.

Cain didn't understand what power was driving Zhang Jue.

He sighed, took Xue Li with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to Zhang Jue.

Looking at Cain's hand, Zhang Jue unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, then handed it to him resignedly.

It was hazy.

Zhang Jue realized that his thoughts had entered Shirley's subconscious together with Cain.

This place seems to be a ruin.

Surrounded by broken walls and ruins, I can't see what it looked like before, probably a city?

Under the leadership of Cain, the two went all the way.

Cain stopped in front of a broken gate.

It's just ahead. He said to Zhang Jue, but I can't go there.

Zhang Jue nodded, understanding his subtext.

If Cain is injured by that strange force again, the two of them will most likely be trapped in Shirley's subconscious, and they will never be able to get out.

Zhang Jue stepped into the door alone.

Inside the gate seems to be an altar, the altar is very large, its diameter is nearly 100 meters by visual inspection.

Zhang Jue walked towards the center of the altar, and then he saw the huge shadow that Cain said—rather than a shadow, Zhang Jue felt that the word 'cocoon' was more appropriate to describe it.

Zhang Jue wanted to keep approaching, but the air around him seemed to be getting thicker, and every step he took took a huge effort.

He strenuously moved forward, and when he crossed a certain line, the entire altar suddenly shook.

boom--

Zhang Jue felt as if his head had been hit by a hammer, and the huge mental shock made him unable to stand still.

vomit--

Like Cain, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the scene in front of him began to blur.

Zhang Jue pressed the tip of his tongue against his front teeth, and took a bite, the bloody smell permeated his mouth.

There was a piercing pain, but his spirit also recovered a bit.

I don't know what his physical body is like outside, but his spirit is indeed quite exhausted.

If he didn't retreat, he would definitely be killed by that huge cocoon.

But Zhang Jue did not hesitate at all, and continued to move forward with great difficulty despite the huge mental trauma.

Countless hallucinations flashed before his eyes.

He saw himself being dismembered and eaten by a bunch of worms, but his footsteps never stopped.

I do not know how long it has been.

He opened his eyes.

He found himself at the very center of the altar.

And that huge cocoon was beside him.